“hm.”
“Mother.”
“WHAT CHILD?!”
“I...I came to visit is all.”'
“So? For all I care... You should be dead.”
“I know Mother. But I can’t do anything about it.”
“You lie! Your brother was begging you for life, and you just left him defenseless.”
“Mother, he was sick.”
“ I didn’t have the medicine nor the expertise to save him... he was doomed from the start.”
“You lie again. Pitiful. I knew you were a rotten child as soon as you were born.”
“How can you say that Mother?”
“I tried to help.”