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[ghostface]

for the record: you got it wrong.

( the right: danny johnson did put his knife in alina starkov that first night. the wrong: )

i loved making a mess out of you too much to let someone else do it for me.

[peasant]

I expected more from a seasoned murderer. Your "mess" was only as impressive as a child's finger painting.

( bitch. )

You might be locked away, but your sister is still trapped upstairs with me. Perhaps I'll give her the same gift you gave me. I've twice the creativity you do, Daniel.

( the darkling taught her many cruelties, but chief among them: a lesson in leverage. everyone loves something. everyone bleeds, if you nick the right artery. even danny johnson, who's behaved no better than a man with catacombs for a heart. )

[ghostface]

( it feels like a bluff, but alina starkov is a wildcard. still: )

go ahead. it ain't nothing but foreplay to her.

[peasant]

The girl who cries when she's accused of murder? I doubt that. That sounds more like your perversions.

( the difference: jem walker is all soft insides and gooey viscera, from what alina can see. danny johnson is cold, serrated edges in your guts. a balance, alina thinks, like life and death. like aleksander's cruelty and her benevolence. )

I would return the favor to you, but I wouldn't lower myself to dirtying Paul's knife with your wasted blood.

[ghostface]

oh, that ain't no problem. you can use mine.

( and she has a choice, even: god's knife or lucifer's knife, the will of the creator or the hand of the serpent. no one would blame her either way. )

you wanna hear about more of my perversions? 'cause i saved up a couple for you, and all i got is time to bide down here.

[peasant]

I'm a Saint, in case you've forgotten.
My domain is penance, not whatever depravity you've dreamt up.