You woke up in agonizing pain again, looking at your hand.. mangled and crudely cut, leaving only your thumb. The bleeding had ceased, and began to scab over and infect.. You heard the door open, and instead of the head of the Rouge family, the littlest daughter skipped down the stairs, smiling.

“ Hi. “

Blanc stared at you with the same.. manic? look her father had when you tried to backstab him.

“ Daddy said I can hang with you for a while before he takes the four off your other hand! “