[ Dean's familiarish sort of not really with Latin; it's his French that's nonexistent unless you're talking about threesomes. Good, though, he's glad they're moving on from the vocab lesson. He can see it in her look, though the question really makes it all clear to him; she's interested in getting to know him, know what he does, and he can dig that. It's good to find out you aren't alone. ]

That's right. These days mostly I'm after demons, but when I started out it was a good mix. Demigods are a big pain in the ass. Always some random special tree root dipped in some kinda animal blood, stake 'em in the heart or the kidney or something stupidly specific.