He hangs up his coat, then follows her through the neat little place. It was very cozy, and Matt wondered about the other people and gods who lived around here.
"I don't mind sharing, if you don't.The gods can't find me, but the angels can stop by anytime." Matt smiles. He dislikes being alone, the sum of a childhood under siege.
"I should probably get a shower in, then get to work on finding the guy I'm looking for. Real piece of work this guy is, and he used his kids in one of the summonings." Matt says, fighting to keep the anger out of his voice.
"It takes a sick person to even think of something like that, and a sicker one to do it." he says.
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