"I've brought you Marsden's heart."
Puck tried to look disinterested, he really did not want to give Nervina the time of day, but still he felt compelled to ask: "You said that it was compacted after being placed into the garbage. Are you telling me your mischief of falsehood began as far back as then?"
"Yes, you could say that. I think most likely it was holding his heart that infected me so."
In Fey terms this was a possibility.
"And so you did not dispose of it as said?"
"No, I souvenired it. He had been giving us grief and I had worked so hard to defeat the man - I took it as a trophy."
"But then," asked Puck wonderingly "you fell in love with this same being?"
"Yes, once again I think that by keeping his heart it began the attraction ... and I was thereafter admiring the goodness I perceived in him."
"Until he murdered Marley." Puck said poignantly.
"Yes, until then ... " Nervina started to weep, he continued: "And all of a sudden it became deeply personal and his evility was real, and I began to see, no feel, what he is in reality."
-Gabriel Brunsdon, Puck in Hell, Azlander Series
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