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so he took it that way.
    "Ha! I told them you weren't
going down that easy. Zack said the leg will be back? That's pretty special. If
I get my leg eaten off like that it just stays gone." He winced and
shook his head. "Too soon?"
    Ty made a face, but it was a
considering one. Then he actually thought about how he felt on the matter.
    "Nope? I was dead at the
time, and it kept a little kid alive, so even if I remembered it I wouldn't be
whining about it. I mean, I told him to do it. There comes a point where
you have to take responsibility for what you do and say, right?" That was
a bit too deep it seemed, since he just got pounded on the back a few more
times and let go of again.
    Steve looked at all the food.
    "Oooh. Dinner. Good plan. Great
plan... I didn't eat all day. Lisa had to go off somewhere, so I just ran the
place. By myself. Yeah, I know, you all have to be thinking... Did he burn the
mall down? But no, I kind of ruled the whole thing. Not the mall, just the
sweeping and shelf straightening parts."
    Tyler took a sandwich, which was
mainly cheese, mustard and mayo, with a single lettuce leaf for color. It was
oddly good, for all of that.
    "That's impressive. Being in
charge like that. I don't get to be in charge of anything hardly. Just the
Coalition of Nations. Speaking of which, I should call and check in with
everyone. Tomorrow though, so I can do it early. People love being woken up at
dawn to answer questions about things they don't really care about, don't they?"
    That got an eye role from Zack,
who stole a sandwich and ate a bite before saying anything. It was on white
bread, but he didn't seem to mind.
    "That's a bit bitter
sounding for someone so young. Yeah, people aren't lining up to kiss your
behind yet, but they do tend to form in a sort of collection around you
already. Keep up the good work and in a decade or so your behind will be
chapped on a regular basis."
    That got a snort in return, as Ty
looked at the Greater Demon.
    "On the good side you won't
have to cut my arm off and eat it to get me to not trust Demons. I get that one
on a nice deep level now." He really did. Not that it would help him in
the end.
    After all, as much as he loved
his adopted mother, he couldn't be free of her. Ever. Not without eating people
to keep going, which was a thing that he wasn't going to allow. Everyone should
have figured that one out at least. God got it, he bet.
    It felt weird thinking of the
deity as being real. Worse when he considered that the poor fellow, if he was a
guy, had watched every bowel movement he'd ever had. Also seen what he did in
the shower. He decided to treat it like he was his boyfriend, rather than a
creepy stalker.
    For which, no doubt, he was going
to burn in hell for a long, long time.
    Or he would, if dying was an
option. That didn't seem likely for him. He wouldn't let Lucy die, and other
than doing that, the only way he was going to end was if she let him go. No
doubt she'd order him to not feel sad or suicidal, and then he'd simply go on,
until she was done with him.
    Not that he wanted to die yet.
One day it would be time. In a hundred years, or five hundred. It would,
eventually, happen. On that day, what would be said, he didn't know.
    For now though it was probably
enough to eat sandwiches and not let the Greater Demon in front of him touch
him, or figure out that he wasn't totally happy with life. It might not be
perfect, but it was how he felt, and that was worth something. To him. It wasn't
perfect and glowing all the time, but there was an honesty to it.
    Zack smiled, like he was reading
his mind, and finished his food.
    "Well, all and sundry, I
need to be getting on now. Try not to be eaten up like this, next time? I know
that Lucy was very upset when we found you. She nearly killed Henry. The boy?
For eating your leg. Thank god you told him to do it. That was the only
thing that saved him. That was..." He looked ready to take him to task for
it, for being stupid or too