"Shit. How could he...I mean. Not even just in a moral sense." She waves her hand a little, putting that issue aside. "How could he stomach that? Over and over? It had to smell bad enough with just one head, but dozens?"

George shakes her head, grimacing. "Gross. Although I guess I appreciate the variation on the Beauty and the Beast thing. Instead of a rose, decapitated heads. Actually, maybe the heads are more realistic." She sighs. "No 'love' fixing that."