She didn't care if he went out and slaughtered people... Except that she was very certain it would be a very bad idea no matter how much she would delight in the blood and gore.
"So very true," she said blandly, a tiredness sinking into her. But she wasn't going to think about her that in this house. Never. Nothing of that one was allowed in this house.
Enyo's face gained a rather broad smile that might have been a little more sinister than she meant it to be, "I want your measurements." She put her glass down on a shelf and produced a loose tape-measure from a pocket hidden in her skirt and let it fall straight.