[The look that she gave the Shirime could have murdered stone. She thrust the object in his direction, her countenance like ice while he took it from her and she looked like she was about to end something right then and there.

But she bit her tongue and waited for them to be paid. Only when he started to toddle off, talking about looking at peaches and eating peaches did she speak, oh so calmly.]

Bishop. I don't care if you're lying to me. But please tell me peaches are a euphemism for something besides Celestials. I'd rather not murder a Shirime in the back.