"What are you doing here, Clarabelle?" China's voice is sweet, smooth, even soft, but she has already set up a few dozen binding spells in the area around the vacant-eyed girl.
"I got lost. I panicked. I broke in through your window."
"Clarabelle, were you aware of the fact that you have actively caused mass destruction and much loss of life?"
Her grin is sickening in its shamelessness. "Yep. What about you, China? Are you aware of all you have done? Do you know the hearts you've broken, the lies you've told? Did you count the lives you ruined?"
"I have," the dark-haired woman says simply. "I've paid for them all."
"Can you ever place a price on human life, China? Can you?"
"I believe that you cannot, but if ever you could, I have paid for them all a thousand times over. Have you?"
"No, I haven't, because when I say I don't believe that you can, I mean it, and if I died now, I wouldn't even have begun paying for even the first. I try to live without regrets."
"You can try to live in a jail cell," mutters China as she unleashes the layers of magic.
A/N: I think I had a bit too much fun with this one.
~Mademise Morte, December 28