"Of course not. He would have stopped me if I had. He'd done it before." He'd made Andrey stop him, he'd put his brother in that position over and over. And each time he'd seen how furious Andrey was; didn't he know his twin well enough to know that it was a disguise for pain, for terror? He was so stupid. So selfish.

He twitches at Fever's approach, turning to look at her cautiously. "The promise that we can move on to our promised afterlife?" he scoffs. "Cold comfort, for a sinner like me."