As he sat Indian-style across from the chicken, Midnight stared up at Harry from under his heavy brow. "Not too long. We are loosing the night and calling him in the day may not succeed."
"Look, Eric can take care of himself." Pam tried not to look peeved. It grew annoying to have these fleshy mortals worry about their well-being. It seemed absurd. "I'll call him and tell him not to come back.