"Bastards shouldn't be touching the parts you use to be you..."

You're gonna have a to wait a moment for your other question to get answered, Bart. When it is, Vika's voice, is low, and she's looking away; it may not be immediately obvious that she's talking.

"...Jest, my brother. Nina, my successor. Ace, Jest's successor. Draco, the armory. Hawk, the sage. The immortal children of humanity's fucking greed."