"I talked to Dao, and we've both decided that we want to keep you."

"Oh. As a pet."

Her tail pressed down against his belly button. "Got a problem with that?"

"Nope. Nope."

"And, talking to Dao, she made me realize something, I guess. It's... because Dao and I were really happy, when Leos was with us."

David tensed. Leos, the incubus Diogo had killed. He'd been avoiding the topic, halfly because Jes was the sort of person -- demon -- who'd hit him for asking. He didn't need Mia to warn him the gargoyle had a volatile personality.

After a heavy sigh, Dao leaned back, and combed her claws...