"So T-A, they made me. The French girl, she said you were selling out the species. Demon, she said I was." The Finn grinned. "It doesn’t much matter. You gotta hate somebody before this is over." He turned and headed for the back of the shop. "Well, come on, I’ll show you a little bit of Straylight while I got you here." He lifted the corner of the blanket. White light poured out. "Shit, man, don’t just stand there."