The demon sighed, exasperated as she laid back against the wall. She supposed it was a welcomed change of conversation; no one had bothered to ask her name since she had gotten here. It left a funny feeling in her chest that she wasn’t going to speculate too much on.<br/><br/>“It’s Shula.” She answered, feeling tired again. The bed was nice, no matter how bad Faelan seemed to think it was. She found herself drifting off, not wanting to talk anymore but not wanting to think either for fear the man might hear her thoughts.<br/><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/>A few days went by with Shula and Faelan under close observation. The demon was finally offered some clothes after Faelan kept complaining about having to look at her nude body. She was thankful for them even if she didn’t say it. For the first time she felt slightly more like a person then an animal.<br/><br/>They were still confined in the medical wards meant to hold demons. After the incident that happened when they had been bonded Shula was less talkative. She was of course still easily irritated, especially by Faelan, but the change was undeniable. Sam decided to take note of it while a nurse was in for a final examination before another test.<br/><br/>“Your demon seems to have calmed down quite a bit since she’s been bonded to you. No major incidents, which is a far cry from how she was beforehand. I think when she was brought in she caused third degree burns to a doctors face.” He stated, writing little note down on a clip board.<br/><br/>“It seems as if bonding has made a significant difference.”<br/><br/>Shula glared at Sam, spitting out, “I’m right fucking here you know. And I’m not his property.”<br/><br/>Sam sighed a bit, shaking his head. “They never learn…”