"I am not feline in origin," Michael said to Azrael, completely missing the joke. Victor snorted.
"It seems he keeps them around for awhile first, but they aren't harmed beyond being deprived of food. Then he buries them and they die." Michael stared down at his hands, hoping Victor would just assume he was worried about Irina. "She's been missing for a few days. I'd say we have about two before she's buried?"