Oh look it's River's job that she was sentenced to, literally.

She blows out a long breath, letting her hands drop down. Some part of her says, hey, get him somewhere comfortable for this. The rest of her says, no, keep him pinned, he's never gonna think this through if you take care of him first. "That fuckin' blows, César. Wild that you won that prize when I was dead sure it was gonna be some Hero running me through about the skeleton wolf in the other room - I'm not calling you."

Dog nails click gently away from past the door into the actual house.

"Can't help but notice the lack of me having to kill a woman right now though. Is she still hunting you?"