To that, Rosa grunted. "Being a bitch," she said, "has saved me from plenty. Maybe not random evil goat monsters, but it'll at least save me from this conversation. I wasn't even talking about you at first, anyway. But I am done talking about it now."

She started to turn, giving the dog's leash a gentle tug. "Poydem, Anna," she instructed. "Let's go."

They could go wake Blackstone up and just burn shit at her place.