You need to go to her right now, the demon urged.
No, Daniel argued patiently. That will scare her.
Yes. It insisted. She is already scared and hurt. Let me kill whoever did it.
That's not how it works, Daniel groaned. You know this. I thought we tempered your bloodlust a long time ago.
YOU tempered the bloodlust. An image flashed through Daniel's mind: jaws snapping, running red with blood, followed by a wolfish grin. I didn't necessarily agree to it.
Daniel began to sweat with the effort of sitting in his chair and quarreling with the demon. He picked up his phone and pretended to scroll so he wouldn't be confused with a madman, muttering to himself while he stared at nothing.
Enough! Daniel ordered sternly and heard a protesting growl in response. She is timid, and I'm going to be
