Yeah, no. When they said, they were awful, I thought it was, y'know, forgivable awful things, not killing people.

[there was no real discussion of the weight of awfulness and can you really blame her for not jumping to murder sooner? those unicorns really messed with her head.]

I guess telling them that people don't stay dead around here doesn't work, huh? [hng. she scratches one of the scratch-n-sniff stickers in her scrapbook to keep her hands busy.]