"THE WORKING," he says, "of miracles."

Returning the smile and exposing fang, he adds, "YOU RAISE THEM, and they are yours? NO JAW SNAP FOR FRESH MOTHERFUCKING FLESH. And if motherfucking so, WHAT ALL would a blue one do with the rotted rest-cleaved? HIS OWN PERSONAL MOTHERFUCKING DAYWALKING CLOT."