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Fin smirked at her son's response. She shook her head and gave him a look as though she too were disappointed that her children wouldn't get to go Hannibal on one of her limbs. It was a morbid thing, but she thought little of it. She enjoyed that her kids had a sense of humor, and was just a bad enough mom to not care what form it took. Just so long as they weren't like... laughing as they hacked people apart with axes and stuff.

She gave him a curious look as he insisted that his sisters would help pick up her slack. Why hadn't he mentioned Lucca? She assumed it was some sort of brotherly rivalry, but didn't have the opportunity to ask before he was suddenly talking about buttcracks. She blinked at him, canting her head and raising her eyebrows. "Ah... No, I do not," she answered, amusement in her eyes, "I assume you'll enlighten me?"