Two Eyes Cenote Are we having fun yet?

His lips pursed as he frowned, lightly. Things between his sisters shifted like the Serpent River and Kiyya did not often pay attention enough to keep up. He didn't remember a day that was this bad though; there wasn't normally blood shed, or the emancipation of one sister from another.

The boy didn't have much time to mull it over, as Tiye mentioned someone in the prisons. What's a pervert?

Wait, scratch that — Wait you went to the prisons? Why?! His voice climbed; he sounded more awed and joyous about it than he should have.