Liars go to Hell

Pestilence snarked back with a quick, "So what?" earning a sharp and leering smile from Toxicity. Never had she felt this urge to really rub some grit into someone's wound, but having gotten under her sister's skin so easily, she just couldn't resist. she was acting so... mortal. Pesto asked Toxicity if their father had told her, or if she had been spying. Why the ladder was mostly true, it was the less fun confession. Toxicity's mismatched eyes locked onto her sister, "Maybe he did tell me. Maybe he wanted me to see just how far you've fallen, Pestilence." She couldn't hold in the small snicker that bubbled in her chest. Her poor sister, here, grounded into the mortal pack while the rest of them had been free to ascend and speak to their father. "Maybe he's ashamed at what you've become," she sneered, getting a little carried away.

"Do you think that's why he never talks to you?"