“It’s fine,” he said, brushing it off. No pulse meant not much in the way of blood flow and he would heal before it did any damage. “I was just thinking I’d either be a pile of dust or a hood ornament if you hadn’t shown up at exactly that second. Thanks.” He reached out and awkwardly clapped Melody on the shoulder blade. Her slight weight meant he likely jolted her a bit.

“Oh.” Daniel remembered the walky-talky and he went to collect it. Keying it up, he said, “This is Daniel. A giant demon with tusks came for a visit… Now dead thanks to some teamwork and the good people at Solomon’s Scrolls. We’re good.”

Rhiannon’s voice answered, “Tusks, huh? That’s new.”

Daniel made a noise in his cheek. “Yeahhhhh.”

Rhiannon said, “Thanks for checking in. Try not to bite anybody.”

Daniel snorted and clipped the walky to his belt.