Megara had to resist the urge to laugh when he listed his skills as if they were something to be proud of. If she didn't know how to pick a lock, father would have had her beaten for screwing up gods-knew-how-many chores. She had to know how to pickpocket to get keys from guards when she didn't have time to pick a lock and to get other small things father wanted to go missing. She had to know the streets of the city to lead people to where Briar waited with a lethal dose of whatever she pleased, or just a knife if she wasn't feeling theatrical. She knew more than he ever could dream of, and she would know more than he ever could.
"Right," she said with a roll of her eyes, "I'm sure you're very talented at being the best street rat on your block, but please refrain from insulting me by saying you can do any of those things half as well as I can, m'kay darling?"
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