I gasped when I felt the icy touch of water against my back. Coming to life.
Coming out of my state of shock.
"Wash off, Zira!" He ordered urgently.
I blinked blearily. Giving him a confused look.
"Now!" He ordered panicked. "Get it out of you!"
I stared at him in confusion. "What? You've never told me to before."
"I am, in truth, nothing like the creature you invited to you last night."
"It was you!" I argued.
"No." He shook his head vehemently. "You called out a pure manifestation of the demon possessing me. The creature I keep carefully contained."
"It was pure rage."
"Yes." He admitted.
I dutifully splashed water on myself. "Why do you fear the seed you put in me last night?"
"It would be solely the seed of the demon. Not of me."
"Does that mean that you can get me with ch
