"For further shredding," Lucanis clarified, tone mildly offended. "Shathann is keeping us well enough stocked in ropes to not need to outsource. Besides, there's likely to be some bright colorful patterns in there, Harding might like to use them to patch something up."

... he was pointedly trying to not think about how much use those ropes were getting, how that was definitely not what Taash's mother had been sending them for. He didn't know why it made him feel heat on his neck to think about, it wasn't anything illicit. Getting a chance to sleep because Spite, apparently, could be tamed by Davrin. Or at least brought to heel.

"Do griffons build nests? If so he deserves variety of material to choose from."

Spite, it was hard to tell what was what the demon did and what was a case of - like an unruly child - him witnessing something and simply trying to repeat it.