Dilan and Braig looked at each other with one of those shared-history looks, then turned towards Aya.

"This," Dilan informed her, "is going to be bad. Please try to to keep everything else off me while I fight the Daddy."

"Naw," Braig said, "she's on Little Sister duty. Get the LS out of the way while I go after the things dodging and dancing around." Things, not people. He had to think of them like that. Things. Monsters.