But Sonia only gives him a small, tight smile. Psychopath is maybe putting it a little strongly, and dead-eyed -- well, he'd just lost his last living son. But she's not overly fond of him, not with the relationship they've had, and their reunion after Sonia's rescue hadn't been the warmest.

"None taken," she mutters, hunching her shoulders slightly in a sort of shrug. Sober, she'd be more...diplomatic about it, hedge it, brush it off, but she is very much not sober. She jerks her chin up, her jaw set. "It's worse than usual right now, but he's always been stiff-necked and mean-spirited and judgmental. I'm always told I'm overreacting, but everybody knows he's got a bad temper. But my word over his? Pfff. No, I'm very thankful for the father I have. He's a good man. Patient. And he doesn't get along with Uncle Yuri half the time, so there you go."

She chews on her hair for a moment, then adds in afterthought, "He never had any daughters. Just sons. For the best, I think."