Karita's body was covered in cold sweat, though if Switch had gotten a chance to look at her back, which a certain elfman had earlier, she would have seen she had been marked. A piece of her soul was now tied to the demon's until he decided to let to her go. If he decided to let her go that is. The inner workings of the demon lay dormant for now, waiting for an opportune time to pounce on it's target. The very person who was trying to wake her captain from the pseudo comatose state the possession had caused.<br/><br/>Nothing to serious, as Zepar needed the body still until he could find a good source to channel his own body from the Underworld. Though the brush of the half-demon's touch along the skin of both the woman and technically his own, as he occupied her body for now, was definitely something heady to his mind. He'd never encountered a female demon who was so in control. He wondered, vaguely, how in control she would be when she was forced to kneel at his feet like a good little demon bitch.<br/><br/>Despite that though, he monitored the vitals on the Human making sure he didn't seriously harm her. He'd have to be careful how he fed from her, nightmares seemed to work fairly well but there was also the elusive insomnia that might kick in after too long if the mind figured out what the demon was doing to the host. And that was a killer to get rid of if he didn't do it quick enough.