[Gallagher]

"Later...?" he asked, putting on his best disbelieving tone. A little unsure, a little offended, and a lot of curiosity. The way the demon looked at his vessel was neither subtle nor unwarranted by any means. While the discoloration it bore in some places was questionable to some human tastes, he kept his borrowed body in appropriate shape. Clothes could hide most signs of his body's strength well enough, but the rear it had been blessed with even before he'd done his work... well, it rarely went unnoticed.

Just a beat or two after the demon's question had been asked, he let blood rush to his face, turning his cheeks a bright red. "Are- are you kidding!? You just tried to get me killed!"