"People who are more direct than me," Blake said. "That is one thing that I do not envy."

He was impressed with the human girl Bessie, who held her ground, and her spirit, against this toothless brute of a demon depleted of all power and influence. He did not seem to realize it, judging by his forthcoming mannerism. He could not blame him for being angry, as Blake would remained thoroughly pissed for some time.

"I guess I'll come with you, you seem to have yourself put together," Blake said to Bessie. "Its not like I have anything better to do, since we've got plenty of food in advance. Who knows, maybe it'll help me with these years of pent up aggression and resentment."