Eros lunged forward, jaws clamping down on the man's pulse point before the rest of his body coiled around the man, the hiss still coming from his throat. Marilyn allowed her eyes to close in gratitude, she was tired and achy and knew from the way her snake was tensed and bitting in the jugular that he was serious. Normally coiled around her in affection and love she knew of only one time that Eros had wrapped himself around another. They'd screamed and tried to pry him off, which only caused him to tighten his coils until the sound of snapping bone filled the air and the person fell limp, she'd only shoved Marilyn but she wasn't going to point that out. The girl had deserved it for supporting her grandmother's way of thinking, her pet had protected her and she wasn't going to rebuff him. 

She didn't know when she succumbed topeaceful darkness but she allowed it, her face smoothing out from the thinned lip and grimace she'd been had. The trail of blood that slid down her throat and temple began to dot the floor with red and Eros tightened his coils and bit down deeper. His gray eyes focused on the man he'd been told was a friend and mentor by his mistress, slow blinking in silent question. 

What now? He seemed to imply, for a Burmese python he was wicked smart and showed human characteristics from time to time.  This was one of those times, he was enraged, unhappy and worried. They has to help but which was more important: following the order or helping Marilyn? [@pyroman]