_{[Henry drums his fingers on the counter, his eyes going from Wrath to the toaster, determined not to be startled again.]}

The first time...

_{[Right. Envy had explained a little about what he was. Like a Frankenstein. Or a zombie almost. But. Different. And clearly able to turn into a dragon because why not. But Envy never talked about it like this.]}

I'm sorry, Wrath...I have nightmares like that too--about bad places I've been. I wish we could both get away from that stuff.

_{[He steals another quick glance back at the toaster.]}

For the record, I'm glad you were born.