"Yeah, that too." Lisa shifts around to lay her head in his lap, still playing with his fingers once she reclaims his hand. "I feel alive when I feed, when I become that part of something else. Walking around without holding onto some power... it's like living in black and white." She pauses. "The irony that that's what I did to Minnie when I tried her power is not lost on me."
Her gaze flicks to her watch absentmindedly, and she stares at the date as she notices it, then gives a grim little laugh.
"Happy birthday to me. Peachy."
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