Allen smirked, and took the two glass jars from Kalinda, setting them down on their sides and using a stick to put the parasites inside one each before sealing them tightly. [b]"Well, If I do return them, I'll bake them in the oven for a number of hours at some ridiculous temperature."[/b] He smirked, letting Myth return to his human form. [b]"Myth, could you grab my backpack? I'm going to take this to Lord Death. See what he has to say about these things."[/b] He watched as Myth jogged off, and looked over at Angelo. [b]"If what you think is right, you're going to have to be the one to knock it out of them, because I can't focus my wavelength like you."[/b] He put the jars down on the ground, glancing down at them as he crossed his arms.