Re: Janus/Eames
"Explosive," Janus says, taking it literally, and dry as dirt about it. "Wonderful." The demon, still staring at the ceiling, rubs his knuckles under his chin. "Behave yourself how?" The heartfelt gratitude sets off some kind of alarm bell, and he sits up to look sideways again. "Don't be too grateful. I count my favors, if I end up needing them." Then he flashes a big kid smile, and drops his head back again. "I'm staying here tonight," he informs.