“I don’t like creatures that don’t have the common decency to have limbs like the rest of us,” I said. “You don’t like the centipedes either, and they have lots of limbs.” “Something between snakes and centipedes is acceptable.” I eyed the snake, who stared back at me with equal trepidation. “Put that thing away.” Kira let out a groan, but slid the snake back into his cage.





