"There are reasons I'm called that, but then again, they also say I'm batshit crazy." She shrugged her shoulders lightly. "I don't harm children. As for anyone else, I have no qualms in hurting them should they hurt me. My own father will die by my hand alone."
She looked at him, her head dropping to one side. "Right now, however, Pietro isn't here. He's only five minutes older than I am, but he is my twin and the best friend that I could ever have asked for."