At the moment, Mina was seriously entertaining the notion of just keeping him. He was far more affectionate than any pet or man she'd had. Seemed a bit silly to compare the two. And unnecessarily rude.

Instead, she grabbed the top sheet of the bed, pulling it sharply so that it fell over both of their heads. Only a thin, gold light filtered through. Like something out of a dream.

"What if I never let you out, hmmm?"