She took Carson's arm and nodded, tipped her face up for the fraternal kiss on her forehead. "I can defy them," she said. "I
am. Defying them." She put a small, thin hand over Carson's arm, tangled her bloody fingers into the sleeve of his shirt. Her tears fell thick and freely, stained sepia from her mascara, from her eyeliner. She didn't bother to stop them. "
Addio, Castor."
"Please, let's just go," she said to Carson.