““I leapt and barely caught myself on the door. However, when I stood and turned back, Chicken Soup watched me. His chest hadn't beefed out and no smoke came from his body. I tilted my head, narrowing my eyes. "What?" With a small, innocent, ba-gawwkk, he took a little step forward. I shouldn't have trusted a hellblazer; it isn't in their nature to be kind. Yet, I squatted--- and Chicken Soup jumped into my arms. Fear locked my bones into place, afraid if I moved, he'd set me on fire and eat me alive. I didn't pet him. I didn't speak. I squatted, bit my lips, and stopped breathing as he sat there. Unwilling to disturb his peace, I didn't even risk blinking. Thankfully, he didn't stay long enough for me to faint.””
