i've got criminal intent.

“I’ve been pregnant for two years eight months, you hobnob.”

“Oh, I just thought you’d gotten really fat.”

“I’m leaving. I’m pregnant and you’re annoying me.”

“You’re knocked up?!?! When did that happen?”

“………………………………………why in bloody Merlin’s name would you ever want to be the Dark Lord?”

“Better yet? I could do this all day, Neens.”

“Not when you turn into our sister. It’s creepy.”

“Is this any better, sister?”

“Oh, you’re precious, son.”

“It was worth a shot. You never let me have any fun.”

“Stooooooop, that’s so bloody weird. I’m going to tell Maia if you don’t.”

“Like she would believe you. I thought you liked my powers.”

“You’ll look less like a man if you keep talking to me like that.”

“What if I look like this?”

“Are you going to share this time, mum?”

“Added a few highlights. You like?”

“You look less like a man now, so yes, I do.”