"Mag, did you know," Shoyo held his phone and looked at the vampire-animated profile picture on his screen, speaking to Mag, one of the Union Orders contracted with the law of desire, over the phone, "It's all real."
[Of course, it's real. Did the thing you saw under the Oke tree that day stun you stupid or what?" Mag's voice sounded sleepy and indifferent.
"You know? How did you know about my..."
[That your mom is but a useless scrap of metal and energy acting like a human, made to satisfy the desire of a lonely girl who wanted nothing more than to bring her dead sister back to life?]
Mag interrupted him, twirling a strand of her hair, a hint of amusement dangling in her words.
"You? How..." Shoyo opened his mouth, trying to stutter out a response to defend himself. But if it's all true, then it's only natural that the all-knowing Union is also aware of his mother Amera's history.