As he'd said at the time, he couldn't really be mad at her for something that she hadn't actually done to him. Yeah, it had sounded shitty, but they were here now. Their old lives, and all of the demons that chased them, were left back in New York.
He nodded at her answer. "Alright. Who do you think we should kill off? The maid? A party guest? A rich old man?"
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