'You say slut like it's a bad thing,' smirked Lasciel at the retreating hunter. His venomous glance was almost satisfying enough, but beneath it all, she was troubled. She had no clue how much resistance she would meet, if she wanted to leave the Parade for another assignment. Once free, of course, there would be nothing for them to do about it, but until then...<br/><br/>She shook her head and looked straight at Samuel. 'Is this why you needed a familiar?' she asked. 'You seem to keep bad company aplenty yourself.' She hadn't changed out of her sari, so there was very little obstructing her charm, both physical and supernatural, and she was very close. 'So, since we seem to be associates, what is there to get out of the situation?'