Helpful. Not an adjective often applied to Sam. Although it wasn't like she wanted to be a little shit all the time. It just seemed to come to her naturally. Mostly because she was always surrounded by fucking awful people, it seemed. Even the ones she loved could be...well...

Grace Yi had burned down that orphanage.

Shaking her head a little, she handed Regulus the plate. "It's cool," she said. "The magic. I mean, it's really fucking cool."