[ Her frown remains, the slightest downturn of her mouth at the corners. Talking about inflicting pain or even murdering someone—likely out of self defense, on her part—clearly doesn't set well. Kaz remembers the first time he'd done it, how he'd made it through the initial part and then retched horribly in the bathroom back at the Slat.

But it had been one step closer to taking down Rollins. One more stacked card in his then budding reputation for ruthlessness. He supposes he should feel worse, for all the lives he's ended, for the people he's surely made miserable in the wake of his schemes.

Except he isn't. They'd stood in the way of a non-negotiable goal.

Inej won't be like him, he thinks, despite enduring far worse in aspects he never had to consider, being out on the street. He doesn't think it too often of people here but: she's too good for the Barrel. ]

You become a waffle connoisseur when I wasn't looking?

[ Pls, this waffle is better and she has to know that!!! ]

Besides, you're comparing the wrong thing, it's the texture that's different.