[Huffs and remembers the bite mark Brimstone left on his arm. Gone forever now, thank you Hoolay.]

She could have done. Though it's easier to believe she was the victim, when she still seemed in her right mind. Having big ol' doe eyes doesn't hurt either. [He purses his lips, troubled.] I don't love having to think so low of the gal, but there'll be eyes on her now for sure. And if there really is a god keeping tally of who's naughty and who's nice, maybe we'll get the truth yet.

Worse, I believe we can expect to do it again come this weekend. Lockdown was the same time as the last. Like clockwork.