"I don' get it," muttered Désiré as he slowly made his way back to us. Every last living person in the hallway was staring at the spider who had just ripped Jonas' head off. "Don' girls hate spiders? Shouldn't she be de one screamin' and runnin' away?"
"I think you forget who she is," sighed Dante. "She created demons, after all. Do you really think she is going to stress over a simple spider?"
"Simple spider?" grunted Dimitri. "Yous no gonna kill dat with a flipflop, dat's fer sure."
Ever so slowly, Luca turned away from the bloody scene in front of us and looked at me. "We are going to have to find space for the Hellhounds," he kindly reminded me, taking my hand in his. "How about we leave the spider here, and once we have the hounds settled, we can come back for it. I think Tink also wanted company, so maybe we should look at getting another gator before the spider. We don't want Tink to feel left out, do we?"
