"The cold iron won't be a concern soon enough, love," Taiga said with more surprising gentleness. "We're going to take care of that right now, in fact."<br/><br/>"Isn't a kind world, Loki, and I'm not gonna pretend I'm a kind man." Taiga turned onto another street. The building his company controlled in Azabu was about fifteen minutes from the red light district in Shinjuku, where Loki was from. "I have a use for you. But I think it'll be better than anything you're used to. Did your pimp ever test you for STDs?"<br/><br/>It was a strange and abrupt segway.<br/><br/>"It doesn't matter if he didn't. A full health workup is in order anyway." Taiga glanced at him. "I know that idiot didn't spend a single yen on your health. But that's the way of it, isn't it? Witches don't get to live long, not in Japan. In Mexico and free magic Europe there are witches who live to be over a hundred. You know that?"<br/><br/>"Here the age of death is practically medieval. Mid forties. In some populations, late thirties. It's sick."