"He wasn't the best man either."

There was a hardness to his voice beneath the wry mirroring. Snow's story made him angry like Zahra's did. The people who should've taken care of her fucked her over. Yeah, he was probably angry at his mother and father in retrospect, too, but since he'd been swaddled in gold and taken from them at birth, it was hard to be pissed at figments in his imagination.