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Vanna screams pleadingly.
Vanna: WHERE IS MY SON?!
Halea casually blows smoke from her mouth, smiling over her pipe.
Halea: That's that I'D like to know.
Vanna sits upright on the mattress as Halea sits before her, casting a feathered shadow across the wall behind her. Smoke wafts around them.
Halea: Not that I NEED to know. Little Pavel's getaway is a tiny flaw on an otherwise flawless day. But I am predatory by nature - I never enjoy it when my prey escapes. And your son is fine prey indeed.