Wrath huffs a bitter little laugh. "Yeah, well, memory isn't what it used to be." She knows she's been compromised. It was plain from the first time she'd taken a minute to ask why she didn't have a family. The more disturbing thought was really how long it had taken her to notice that discrepancy.

And that she still went long stretches of time not caring about it.

"Well... first thing's first. Your turn. Let's patch up that pretty face of yours." She gives him a crooked grin that's just a little white around the edges with pain.