[anna finally takes a moment to start smoking again. for someone who said she's keeping this body safe, she doesn't seem to have much care for A2's lungs. if that's what she even has inside her. it doesn't matter, ultimately; it's a devil of her own, this vice, and she's not about to stop anytime soon. instead, it's more listening. listening about the way the devil creeps in. listening to the story about how someone was taken by the devil. listening to how venus might want that to happen to him, if anna squints her eye a little.]

If A2's the devil, then hail Satan. [she doesn't know how else to put it.] She changed my life for the better, no matter how much it hurt. But... I'm starting to get the idea that you're talking about something a little more literal? [she glances over, wary but not afraid, necessarily. borderline curious.] What do you mean, "when the devil comes"?