Freyr grimaced in sympathy to Tuck's story. "I hope that it would help. I don't know if it would have made a difference in my case." He chewed his bread thoughtfully. "This is very good, by the way. But the demon took on the guise of a woman I was sleeping with, and attacked me in my sleep. Next thing I know I was tied up in my own basement."
He hadn't even mentioned the worst part yet. He took a drink of coffee and tried to prime himself to talk about it.