“Then can I ask you a serious question?” “Sure.” I looked over and forced out a supportive smile. “Ask me anything.” “When are you and Luther going to put all of us out of our misery and fuck each other already?” “Taran,” I choked. “Descended men are bigger than mortal men, you know. In every way. One night with Lu, and you’d forget that mortal’s name. Shit, you’d forget your own name.”