From episode 12
“About time, I say. I thought the bastard would never die. If I ever get that old, just put me out of my misery, will you?” she said, pragmatically.
The twins looked at the dry, unseeing eyes - more like dull, granite stones that lay at the bottom of the sea than living tissue. A gravelly voice struck the twins unexpectedly.
“That won’t ever be an issue for you both, if you don’t stop blocking my sun.”