When Tasha arrived at the hospital, she was arm-in-arm with Svetlana. Tasha's health was improving every day, but getting out of the house was still a bit of a drag. She didn't have to lean on Svetlana, but it made things easier. Svetlana had Rasputina in her other arm, and still didn't appear at all physically taxed.
"Crazy Uncle Razvan," Svetlana said with a grin when she saw her cousin. She didn't hate him any more; like the others, she liked to have a bit of a laugh at his expense. She gave him a playful punch on the arm as she passed - nothing that would hurt a fellow demon - and entered Peter's room with Tasha.
Tasha immediately broke away from Svetlana to climb onto the bed with Peter. Both of them were too thin, and made quite a macabre-looking couple. "Check us out with the concentration camp chic, Dad."
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"Crazy Uncle Razvan," Svetlana said with a grin when she saw her cousin. She didn't hate him any more; like the others, she liked to have a bit of a laugh at his expense. She gave him a playful punch on the arm as she passed - nothing that would hurt a fellow demon - and entered Peter's room with Tasha.
Tasha immediately broke away from Svetlana to climb onto the bed with Peter. Both of them were too thin, and made quite a macabre-looking couple. "Check us out with the concentration camp chic, Dad."