Tuktu Weir june bug, the weather breaks

Queenie's face twisted into both frustration and annoyance, but it was quickly replaced with another sly smile and a raised brow. I would think that trying not to die would be motivation enough to learn how to fight. Hunting wasn't really Queenie's forte either, so she couldn't blame her much for that, but the lack of concrete skills was admittedly disconcerting.

So what can you do? she asked, hoping it didn't come off rude (but also not caring if it did). There was clearly some sort of sob story that she was missing out on, but at this point, she wasn't too keen on hearing it anyway. Everyone had a sob story, so what?