Errol felt bad at what he said; but he didn't know how else to buy time.  It seemed to have soothe Screwtape for right now.<br/><br/>He also felt bad that Screwtape wanted to take her home; it took many promises that he would comply with whatever Screwtape wanted, but could he please carry her?  Screwtape didn't know if he believed him and wasn't sure he wanted the pet to be with him by himself.<br/><br/>"Hurry home then, you've got 5 minutes" Screwtape exclaimed.  He needed to keep an eye on both of them, especially since he was hungry.  He was willing to wait a day to play with Amora, but the more he thought about it - he might just take her all to himself tomorrow.  He needed some time to think; he didn't want to abandon Errol all together, but this demon was a dolt.  Painting, reading, hanging out with people who believed in pet rights.  What kind of shit was his nephew into these days?<br/><br/>Errol quickly ran, trying to remember how he came, to return to his Uncle's house.  But on the way, he spoke to Amora.  "I will try everything in my power to protect you from my uncle.  But, I can't make any promises.  Do you mind being a fairy?"