I'm lurking. It's a very different pastime. What are you reading that's got you partaking in dark corners with no witnesses?

[Devin doesn't wait for an answer, pressing his speed to the point of being hard to see and snatching the sheaf of papers out of Kratos' hands before he can turn them into ash, and blowing out any singed corners as he comes to a stop.

As the vampire reads a few lines, his eyebrows go up.]

Oh, my. Oh, my. Wherever did you get this? I need to give the author my compliments.

[It's hard to say that with a straight face.]