Whatever criteria Roland's using to determine if he's said enough, Firo knows he's not the best judge. But he's satisfied--relieved, too--with Roland's conclusion.

He blinks up at him. "A pet?" That's where he goes after sacrifice? Well, whatever works for him. At least they're on a different topic. "No, we didn't."

Firo's hold on Roland only relaxes slightly when he whips his head around to look where the door should be. "What? The door?" Does he dare hope? Whatever the hell that thing is, he wants it gone. He'd kick it down himself if he could see it, as revenge for what it's doing to Roland.