Didn't mean much down there, either. [Mari takes another swig of the yellow juice. Let's be fair, she doesn't exactly need chemical help to bait someone, but it helps. It's a bit like giving someone with a gold medal in high jumping a trampoline and also some steroids for their next tournament.] Wait, I know you. I mean, beyond being a useless stargazer. Aren't you the one who married the man who was fucking cutting open living people? Ah yes, Lord and Lady Vivisection. More proof, just in case the world needed it, that when it comes to monsters, the aristocracy is the worst of all kinds. You knew, I'll bet money on it, however easy the guard let you off. They should've jailed you. They should have shot him on the spot.