Roxana shoved his hand off her mouth and scowled at him. "What? I was just getting to the point. She ought to know exactly who it is she hates so much."
She swung back around to Astrid. "Listen here, you psychotic little brat. I know you hate him. I know you hate him so much you won't let a single soul get close to him."
She jabbed a wobbling finger through the air. "It's a real psychotic thing to do, honestly. Like a lion shoving off every other predator that comes sniffing after a deer. Not because he loves the deer. Because it's his prey, his kill, and he's only letting it walk around alive a little longer since his belly happens to be full right now."
