"I should probably just ask George," Wrath decided, being strangely logical about it. She felt good. She had been able to let go of herself a little and it had been wonderful. "I reckon you could take him with your pinky finger."
"Your brother likes Henry? Weird. He seems so horrible." She went silent when Richard asked if she was okay. That was something she wasn't used to from anyone except George and Patrick. "I...I'm fine. I was worried but that's taken care of. And my siblings...it's complicated."