"I want him dead." Dinah froze for a moment, then touched one finger to Priestly's arm, burrowing closer. I want to kill Hobart. I can't even feel guilty about it any more. It wouldn't stop the war. Too many people involved... It wouldn't bring anyone back. But I want him to feel it. Pain. Fear. Everything he's done to the people who can't leave, who have nowhere to go... Who am I turning into? And a quick image, throttled and suppressed, of that Other Dinah, the evil vampire one.