"Fuck. Me either," Gretel agreed, adamantly. "That'd just be more complicated than it's worth. Plus, I'm not in a big hurry to let every Grand left in my world have another reason to carve my heart out of my chest."
Setting the mug down, so far untouched, Gretel carefully sifted through the pages to the felt marker she'd left in the chapters dealing with Restorative and Healing magic. "I'm sure there's something for madness here..."