` you should, like, ask whoever makes your arm to make you a bone arm, for Halloween `, she'd beam at him, seemingly pleased with that thought. but she doesn't stop there, ` and then, when demons appear you'll just go ' i knew what was comin', i felt it in my BONES ' `
â Canât say Iâve ever been a huge Halloween fan. â     Fortuna never a place of widespread celebration outside of Sparda; funny how the deluded worship of one devil was enough to last âem an entire year.  â And if Nico starts messinâ around with bones. She better make me a whole damn flesh and blood hand. â  But thereâs the  faintest  sense  of  entertainment which freckles  itself on  his  features  by  the  very  end  of  the  joke. Maybe.
