The question got a ringing laugh from Soriah, and she quirked her eyebrows at Peter, thoroughly amused. "Look like what, like me? Nobody looks like me, sweetheart. I'm one-of-a-kind. Like girls? Yeah. We all definitely look like girls. Fit as hell girls, ta much." All right, she didn't really consider Peter's counterpart to be all that fit, herself, but she wasn't going to say that outloud. That would be disloyal.
"I really hope you didn't kill everyone," she added dryly, eyebrows raised. "Because then I'd have to kill you, yeah?"