Flynn was getting mad; this was just like Screwtape.  Every time he moved, every time he did something on his own, Screwtape was always there to show him the wrong way.  Suddenly, the woman spoke up.<br/><br/>"Demon Flynn; I can keep you company if you wish, until Amora's return!"  Flynn looked in Amora's eyes, picking her up.  He realized her dress was wrinkled; he tried to straighten it up, but his nails were getting in the way.  He got up, picked her up and gently put her over his shoulder.  He growled at the two humans.<br/><br/>"No!" The woman said.  "Please!  Don't bring her on your own, or they'll beat him again!  PLEASE!"  Flynn hesitated; he intended to deliver Amora himself so he could watch her and her safety; but the humans were mistreated in this house and suddenly, he wasn't sure what to do.