An inan had definitely been a good choice on Leo's part; Devin would have had more trouble with something that actually required feeding. Luthien made it difficult for him to take things too seriously around her, and she demanded nothing that he was not able to give. It had been a surprisingly beneficial arrangement.

He scowled, recognizing the sound of the only cat in Aifaran. Luthien immediately abandoned the ball, ears pricking towards the door. Cautiously, she trotted over and sniffed at the threshold. By the time Devin had actually poured himself some liquor and recorked the bottle, she was poking a paw underneath the door. "At least the cat is knocking, after a fashion," the vampire griped.

He anticipated that Anani would not cease to beg for entry until granted it, so Devin went to open it for him.