Wheeling Gull Isle if i don’t go to hell when i die i might go to heaven

I dunno. He tried to recall names, but quickly gave up, thinking it was a stupid attempt. If they had said their names, he'd forgotten them. They either slipped his mind or he purposely forgot. Either way, he'd have to go off of descriptions.

One is pale with a dark spot on her back. The other kinda looks like you, —then he adds with a hiss— I hate her more than the other one.