"After living together for so long, I do know how much you love sleeping on the ground Shula, it'd be so rude of me to take it from you." Faelan had to admit, the longer he'd spent with Shula, the more humanized she became. Even though he'd spent more than enough time with her naked or in the same room, he'd seen her more as a demon than an actual being. She wasn't as tortured when she was only some being of hell. But now that he's had to endure her, he has been forced to seen the more humane side of her. Ridiculously, it was that very familiarity that made him uncomfortable being in here with her.<br/><br/>It burned deep inside of him that he couldn't claim to be devoid of her influence. It wasn't just the bond, it was just the fact most of his time had been with her. They'd lived together, trained together, fought together. Even now he couldn't even claim that he didn't have a bit of respect for her. The anger he felt though forced him to try and pick whether he was actually going to accept this demon like she wasn't something he'd be trained to kill for years. "I can't believe a place for sleeping doesn't have more place to sleep."