[ Gah, sorry about the pause, again. That was us moving our shit from georgia to florida, moving trucks should have wi-fi XD]<br/><br/>Ferus chuckles softly as he listens to the words that Samuel tells him, nodding his head before his smirk becomes a slasher's smile, the sort of thing you might see on a human as he gleefully chops up teenagers in some movie, only applied horrifically to the mephit's maw full of razor edged meat-rippers. "Oh, don't worry about that. If I take the direct approach, they wont be in any condition to have -any- enemies other than my lower guts. But, I'm not likely to take that approach."<br/><br/>He drains another bottle of booze, and grunts as his ears give a flick, smelling the air... there's a disturbing scent there, but it's too faint to make out, probably not important. He turns back to the feline, and offers him one of his bottles with a chuckle. "Here, for being helpful as well as informative." He pauses, licking his tongue out over his nose to moisten it, and then hmmms thoughtfully. "I wonder if I could extend my vacation..."