“Blah blah blah, you ape,” is one of those things I’ve always wanted to write. It’s something that villains who look down their noses at the heroes say, and truth be told, if I was a villain, I would look down my nose at heroes. That’s something I’ve shamelessly stolen from who knows how many writers that I love. I’d like to think that if Ckazannisch made Maliya this offer when she wasn’t recovering from a poisoning of the soul, she would not have accepted. But for now, she just wants this to be over.