For the longest time, whenever I doodled Judas Basilisk, I often put him exchanging information with his assistant, often represented as a nameless no-nonsense duck. Only very recently had I decided said assistant would be interesting enough to actually flesh out, and in the process two interesting things happened: One, the assistant now had a specific breed - a Muscovy Duck - which for a while doubled as the actual character's name until tonight, though will probably be called Muscovy by Judas and me anyway (quote the rooster, "It's a less boring name, honestly. And really, if I'm going to have to put up with your bland self every day of the week, I might as well do something to keep me amused, don't you think?" ).

The other thing is that the assistant...um, had a sex change on me. Why she's so insistent on keeping any hint of femininity away from her day job is a question even I haven't been able to fully answer. She's also a single mother, that much I have established.

Her relation with Judas is purely business, by the way. He's too busy thinking her nothing more than a talking office supply, she's too busy thinking he's a sick bastard, a fact she always manages to keep firmly in mind whenever she looks to her phone and sees she has the local morgue on speed-dial. She doesn't fear him, though she does fear what he might do if he didn't have her around to keep his work schedule on check, among other things.