[Very tragic that the person teaching the Ye Olde(?) about modern murder chemistry is the flea.]

I'll do my best. She shouldn't be able to fight me back, so I should be in and out rather quickly.

[Except then the ghosts are like FUCK YOU but you know what it's fine. Childe's a thousand times more likely to get voted for because of a murder he didn't actually do than the one he did but he does not know any of this yet so it's all good.]

I'll make it up to you next week, alright?