A tiny smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth despite himself. "I know a few things about obsession. Some people just....get carried away." And the only real way to curb that sort of obsession was to just....

The Corinthian shook his head, shoving the thought into the furthest corner of his mind. A few more feathers were brushed free, falling to the bed in bloodied clumps, and the surrounding ones carefully cleaned off. He tapped at the demon's shoulder almost impatiently. "Pull it in so I can reach the rest."