[There is silence for a beat or two while Devin considers the relative wisdom of snapping at Zephyr.]

She has a mind of her own and I will neither keep her confined to my apartment nor leash her to me wherever I go. You'll find she's surprisingly capable for a ten-year-old, lack of opposable thumbs aside. [Meira was, after all, still a Hellhound. Slighty more amused:] She got you to make the phone call, didn't she?

I'll reimburse you if they won't put her purchases on a tab for me.