Nora Sakavich. The King Of Ravens (№ 424078)

"In short, I understood," Neil said. You've been raised into a superstar, and you've probably had a very, very hard time. You were only seen as a resource, not a person, something completely useless outside the field. Yes, it sounds harsh. Kevin and I are constantly discussing your many complexes, which dad gave you.
- Neil! Kevin strained with a quiet rage in his voice.
Oblivious to him, Neil continued:
- I understand that it is not only you who are to blame for your mental imbalance and boundless megalomania. In addition, it is clear that you are purely physically unable to talk to others like all normal people. However, that doesn't mean we have to listen to all the shit that pours out of you. Pity is, of course, a reason to justify you in many ways, but you exhausted your limit on pity about six insults ago. So please - please - shut up your mouth and don't cling to us.
The crows dropped their jaws at once. Breaking their perfect symmetry, they stared stunned at the Nile.