He'd better not, or she'd steal all of his eggs and make an omelet. And not share. Yeah, that didn't make sense. She didn't care.
She was almost disappointed he hadn't actually killed Tanya, but he made up for it by revealing he'd succeeded in getting her to bring Scott's son back to him. And he was coming back tomorrow. Even better.
Isis let out a very girlish squeal of joy. Which she immediately stopped bouncing on her bed. "Good," she corrected herself in appropriate feline fashion of 'That didn't happen. Nope'. "I'm glad."