For the first time in all the years she'd lived in the City, Beauty was glad that her sisters were not with her. They were the pretty ones - far prettier than Beauty had ever been. 'Beauty.' The name had been a bit of a joke. If Doctor Crane thought she was pretty, then Beauty shuddered to think of what he'd do to her sisters.
"You have to stop, right now," Beauty said to him. What if he met Megan? What if he met Fred? "You can't do to anyone else what you did to me, you or Edward Nigma. It's time to change."
He should be locked away. The police already knew what he'd done; she'd told them everything. And yet, no one had tried to arrest him. Here he was, free to harm anyone else that he wanted to take.
"For your own sake," Beauty said. "You have to stop now."