"You shits tried to house succubi?" Shula asked, seeming to be genuinely surprised. "Good God, you might as well have just offed half the staff and saved yourselves the mess." she replied, her smile widening. At this point she was beginning to feel a little lighter as well, her anger getting put on the back burner in exchange for a sense of...normalcy? Shula didn't think she could exactly call this normal but after what she had been through this was probably the most normal It was going to get.<br/><br/>Shula sighed, looking at her empty glass and frowning, feeling another wave of homesickness. She hated to think that she would never get back home, stuck here in the human world to hunt other demons until she died or figured out to get unbonded. she was sure the latter was impossible. Taking the bottle of vodka she poured more in her glass, not seeming to be concerned with weather or not there was juice.