Afterward, Piper said, “If we had a puppy, it could pick up those beans for us.” Greenmantle had replied, “And then we could sacrifice it and use its blood to activate the doll.” “Will you marry me?” she asked. He thought about it. “I love myself the most, though. Are you okay always coming in second?” “Samesies,” she replied. Then she cut herself and smeared her blood on the doll’s forehead, a level of personal involvement that Greenmantle had yet to achieve.
i love how they're clinically insane
