“Roth heaved a long sigh. “Look. I’m so – I’m sor... ” He took a deep breath, trying again. “I’m sorr... ” I turned my head toward him, waiting. “You’re what? Sorry?” He looked chagrined, lips pursed. “I’m... sorr-ree.” “Oh, give me a break. You can’t say I’m sorry?” “No.” He looked me straight on, serious. “It’s not in a demon’s vocab.”