"We used to have that, I think?" she says, "well, like, we didn't, they wouldn't like, sell something like that to the Jews what lived in the Talons. But like," she suddenly beams; her front teeth are a little crooked, but whole and white — one incisor is a little whiter than the others, that's the one what has a veneer, "we took care of all of that! Eventually. I was like, never formally part of the Nostalgines, but I was at the barricades in the month of Febrile, and I was at the barricades half a decade later." She omits the other thing she did for the Revolution, since nu, well — it's not just her accomplishment. His husband and her khavrusa were there too. "Uhm, anyway. I'm glad thou need'st not pay, but I'm sorry it exists."
As for the ghosts ... Lyubov shrugs.
"We have not so many, nu?" she says. "Not like ... excessive amounts. Nyura, uh, my husband, he's a medical necromancer? He only has to make the ghost kinda medical visit maybe once a week. 'Tis hardly the man-eaters—" she cuts off and frowns. "I did not mean to say that. I meant to say something else. Uh. Well, like. Ghosts are not ... tuberculosis. They happen not daily, but they occur."
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Lyubov frowns at the description of insurance.
"We used to have that, I think?" she says, "well, like, we didn't, they wouldn't like, sell something like that to the Jews what lived in the Talons. But like," she suddenly beams; her front teeth are a little crooked, but whole and white — one incisor is a little whiter than the others, that's the one what has a veneer, "we took care of all of that! Eventually. I was like, never formally part of the Nostalgines, but I was at the barricades in the month of Febrile, and I was at the barricades half a decade later." She omits the other thing she did for the Revolution, since nu, well — it's not just her accomplishment. His husband and her khavrusa were there too. "Uhm, anyway. I'm glad thou need'st not pay, but I'm sorry it exists."
As for the ghosts ... Lyubov shrugs.
"We have not so many, nu?" she says. "Not like ... excessive amounts. Nyura, uh, my husband, he's a medical necromancer? He only has to make the ghost kinda medical visit maybe once a week. 'Tis hardly the man-eaters—" she cuts off and frowns. "I did not mean to say that. I meant to say something else. Uh. Well, like. Ghosts are not ... tuberculosis. They happen not daily, but they occur."