"Another tree? By God, it would be fitting." He laughed, but it was a harsher sound, and some part of him raised an eyebrow, shocked at his own bitterness.
He looked up at her again, suddenly curious. "Do you know the story of the Inferno?" He'd been captivated by it as a child; deep down, he supposed, it had fed his interest in the occult, in the supernatural. "The story of the lost Pilgrim, led by Reason through the rings of hell?"