[ She's making a little line of figurines as she goes, with her favorites to the right. She likes the little fox bride, despite herself. Vicar Amelia had meant no ill, she was a fool just like the rest of them. ]

Bastard things... [ Anna mutters about the crows. ] They lie about in the dark waiting to scream and claw you.

The carrion in Yharnam, and there's a great deal, was infected. They grew big on it, eat most other things in the city now. Bigger than the dogs.