Barrow Fields she sells sea shells

the girl seemed pained, perhaps by malign nostalgia -- caiaphas shrewdly watched the unmarred side of the girl's face, measuring her emotions with accepting silence.

do terrible things, and one makes terrible enemies. caiaphas had little empathy.

but caiaphas would not be caiaphas if she did not try to somehow spin her chance meeting with this girl to her advantage. delivering a flimsily fashioned smile, the siren gave a sigh, let her gaze flicker over maegi knowingly, and then spoke.

"i could help you pay them back, you know." she said, more menacing angler-fish in that moment than sweet, benign house-marm. "and give you a chance to see vaati again."