#rob:threads

She was late, as usual. Robert was beginning to wonder if he should take longer when Calla called, but the ever-present concern that she had gotten herself in trouble was too high for him to follow through on it. It never crossed his mind that she might be doing this on purpose again.

"I am...not good at this, but I did get you something this year."

"It'll heal. Do not pretend to care about my well-being."

“Is there a reason you’re staring?”

The contempt was clear one the lesser demon's face. "You knew. You son of a fucking bitch, you knew who she was," he snarled, not thinking as he took a swing at Yin. It didn't matter to him that it was his boss. All he felt was rage.

"This is not a social visit, I am merely waiting for Calla who seems determined to take her time to force me into situations exactly like this."

"Any kindness extended to my children does not extend to people they know."

"Smoking kills? Guess it's a good thing I'm already dead then."