" Christa's barely able to stand," I argued. "And she doesn't have any battle training, so get out of here already."
Christabel propped herself up on Conner's shoulder. "I'm fine," she said thickly, too sleepy to enunciate. "Give me a stake."
"You're lisping," I pointed out.
"So maybe I have a lisp," she insisted. "It's rude of you to make fun of me."
I exchange a glance with Connor. "Definitely related to Lucy," we said in unison. "

― Alyxandra Harvey , Blood Moon (Drake Chronicles, #5)