And, of course, they're going to do this again, they're here again, because this? This is her punishment. For thinking that a girl like her could ever have a man like him. She feels her face go hard, feels herself harden all the way through. He can't ruin her life here, no Yale, no summer job, no Sandow, no Lethe. He can't ruin her life here. But, of course, he can.

"Yeah," she says. "Used to get ink all over her fucking hand."