More clicks, faster this time, and Dao turned to unleash the barrage of deep dolphin sounds at the gargoyle beside her.

"Hey, I believe you! He shouldn't be here, but he is. What, you don't want Diogo and Tacitus dead anymore?"

Dao sighed, but stopped hopping, slowing to a lazy walk, but still holding David to her chest, one arm under his back, the other under his legs. She shook her head and leaned in toward Jeskura, clicking softly and slowly.

Jeskura sighed and leaned in as well, and the two of them bumped foreheads before sharing a quick kiss over David's head. Oh, interesting. Demons in love? It was...