"Isn't it funny, Darithi, how some people expect others to realize their mistake and repent it?" Cruxius said while moving through the corridor, speaking directly without even bothering to search for Thalia.
He knew, most probably, it would be more profitable if she broke emotionally after talking with her stepsister—who would make sure to tell her some harsh reality humans always seem to ignore.
And then he, as her savior, would savor her and then save her from her broken state.
"I don't understand, Master," Darithi inquired, glancing around as if she wanted to move faster to search for Thalia.
But since her master was composed and unhurried, she did the same—just tagging along with him.
"Have you ever seen a serial killer begging for forgiveness from the victim's family after being prosecuted?" Cruxius asked, more amused than anything.
He knew exactly what Thalia wanted to achieve by talking with Jenny.
