[Saer's Room]

((Sleep well!))

He didn't step away, but growled quietly down at her. His eyes glanced down at the finger as she touched his chest, then raised back to hers with a quirked eyebrow. Strange...He didn't think she even realized it was the first time she touched him on her own volition.

But then her words. Both his brows rose, and rather than grow angrier, a terrible, lazy smile slowly lifted on his face. He waited until she was finished, then shrugged with his hands held partially up, as if in surrender. Though, to anyone who knew the demon, they might have seen the warning in the gesture, or at least known it was not a true reflection of his thoughts. "Clearly, you have this all figured out. You're absolutely right. My pact with your old master, did, indeed say, to never harm a single hair on your body."

Of course...that wasn't true...because he'd already burnt off a good chunk of it. So clearly that wasn't the wording...

Something had to be wrong. Why else would Saer give up this fight so easily?

He grabbed his cloak and went to the door, then with a terrible smile that never reached those cold eyes, he spoke quietly. "You've made my choice easy. Let's get you home. Then your training starts today."

He departed, fully anticipating her to follow.

((New thread: [Nexus] Saer's Manor))