I first met the eldest amongst the Caringal siblings, Janna Bailey Caringal. Janna Bailey remained silent throughout the entire time I spent with her. What stands out to me is her flexibility. With half of her body digging deep downwards into a soil-based bed, her spiral posture hides the rest of her limbs. Her flayed muscles layered with the sheer rawness of blood, pink mucus, and saliva release a flamboyant — almost nausea-inducing — smell.
"A product of her vice, she had a strong inclination of terminating political enemies even including friends and previous lovers — a butcher's rose if you may, " said Raymond when asked about Janna Bailey, who seemingly cannot decide if he is proud of his daughter or not.
At the very least, Raymond shows signs of relief in knowing that someone else is available to get their hands dirty for the Caringal clan.