“Amma?” Her eyes popped back open. “Yes?” “The thing I said, about killing you if I find you too irritating?” Damien cleared his throat. “That was a…a joke.” She clicked her tongue. “I know. That’s why I laughed.” “I just would like to confirm that you completely understand.” There was patience levied in his voice along with a strain as he struggled for the words. “Feel free to be, you know, as irritating as you like without fear of imminent death.” Kaz retched from the shadows.
