Morwenna snorted with grim amusement at the suggestion, but she doubted he was serious. She had encountered, ridiculous though it was, a great number of people over the years that simply thought rounding up any undesirables and hoping they went away was a viable solution. Each and every one had found themselves firmly on Morwenna’s mental shit list.

“Best not to suggest that to the Wizengamot,” she raised a wry eyebrow. “I imagine some of them would see that as a two birds, one stone solution.”

She was reasonably sure the majority of them had never even been to the Slums. Christ, most of them probably couldn’t point to it on a map despite it being right on their doorstep.

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MJ knows my soul rings to the rune of this iconic hat