Oh yes, I'm well aware. [ Kill one mouse and a hundred more will follow after it. The villagers will often complain about this problem, while the Morrison house stays relatively free of it, too wicked to lure in basic animal instincts that know better. Those that still escape them are a nice snack for the hyenas, which is also an analogy that could very well apply to the boy.

Finally he takes a sip from his drink, cutting into the meat next. Qetzi's suggestion and Brandon's question will have to wait while he chews pensively, lips pursed in a child-like manner. It's easy to forget that a monster who has done so much harm is still very young.

To say no would be very limiting, and there is no point in lying. Instead he finds comfort in settling with ] Not yet. There is still so much to do here. [ He turns his head to Qetzi'ah, smile small and gaze incisive. ] Don't you agree, cousin? I'd hate to leave you with all the work.