Sher spun a gun around in her hand, lying on the couch. "Meg, if I shot you, would it hurt you or the vessel more?" The detective had no intention of shooting the demon, but one had to wonder.
The demon was slightly startled by the question. Bullets would not hurt her smoke but she didn't know Sher had violent tendencies concerning her. "My meat is dead and bullets don't hurt demons. I would make you dig the bullet out but it wouldn't hurt me."


















