Chapter 585

• David smiled down at the mischievous ladies. Jes and the others didn't expect much of imps or grems, and considering the other ones they'd run into had been content to just hide from the Cainites instead, he didn't entirely blame his friends. But the Las all seemed perfectly reasonable to him. Extreme? Sure. Volatile? A bit. As likely to kill him as fuck him? No.
• So far.
• "Yeah, it's pretty crazy. I don't know what's going on with me."