I groan and roll my eyes, dragging out the sound. This kid never shuts up. I shoot you a glare while you yap on about how just because Jane lives here doesn’t mean I have to be a dick to her. It's all just blah blah blah.

"You do realize I became this and tore her little family apart, what...? Five years ago? If she’s still whining about it, that’s on her."

I wave it off like it’s old news. My hand drops to my waist, the other brushing over the carved slits on my cheeks. Just a habit.

"...Whatever. I’ll back off. Slender would have my head if I actually did anything to her."