Penelope followed behind, except at a distance.  It was her job to keep an eye on these two ... for the switch that would be made later in the day.  Strict orders from Screwtape would supposedly bring endless human food for her and her family.  Again, she thought often of the immediate need rather than long term consequences.<br/><br/>Flynn ran outside, sometimes around the house, sometimes around the forest.  He would not run too fast, but enough to give Amora a slight rush of excitement.  He didn't notice that his skin was getting lighter and lighter all the time; the former red was now paler.  The horns in his head were no longer as sharp as before; more flat.<br/><br/>He was a little tired; he stopped to rest underneath the trees of the wood.  He wasn't honestly sure what he was supposed to do with Amora now, other than enjoying her company.  He had to admit, she was the best woman in the world he had ever met.  He invited Amora to lay on his lap.<br/><br/>Penelope looked very carefully; could this be a good time to make the switch?  It was quite a disgusting switch, but she would do what she would have to do with her family.  She turned around, reporting herself to the presence of Screwtape.  It really couldn't get any easier than this.