She found me. I’m not surprised, only grateful. If anyone in the Isles could have found me, it was Lurk. She’s just as capable as she always was.
I remember when she was young. She wasn’t the first street kid to join my gang, but she was the first to show real promise. I took her in and oversaw her training myself. She took to the life more quickly and more desperately than most. I watched her grow up. Get stronger, faster. She was always trying to impress me. But each year she became a little more ruthless. A little colder. She liked wearing that mask.
I turned her into what she was. Just like the Outsider made me. When she betrayed me, I had no one but myself to blame.
Now she’s something else. I’m not sure what. I can’t guess the kind of life she’s lead without me. Who she’s hurt, or who she’s cared about. She knows that I forgave her a long time ago. But I wonder, sometimes, if she ever thought to forgive me.