"He did, yes. I'm not sure why. Bragging, perhaps. Very likely bragging. Trying to talk me down into intimidation?" Zelda shrugged. "Which, by the way, is a tactic that doesn't work very well when one is blooming batsh-" She coughed. "Pardon me. Blooming batspit mad."
She shifted position to look up at him easier without putting strain on her neck. "From near as I can tell, he's talking about two, maybe even three different incidents. Problem lies in figuring out what detail goes with what time period."