(Maine, you only wish your demons were like the ones in the movie. At least those, you could kill by shooting them and then they'd be gone.)

Wrath snorts and rolls her eyes at him. "Not smart and dumb are two different things." Dumb involves a wholly willful component of dumbness. Geeze.

But this really isn't the time to back the guy into a corner and try to make him talk. Wrath's never been a fan of that method anyway. She doesn't like being mean, and has never really bought into the notion that sometimes you have to be mean to someone for their own good. And sometimes it's just really difficult to talk about things, for a lot of reasons. She knows that well. So she just snuggles back against him a little more and is simply there.