Alright, it seemed the boy was reacting well to calm. Then he would continue this way. It seemed first he would have to explain just what a hunter was and what they did. "You're certainly a Hunter," Ijemaru said, "but a special kind of Hunter. We're demon hunters, and basically what we do is wipe out any demons causing trouble. We use the abilities we gained from the demons to fight them, and to protect humans. There really aren't very many agreeable demons, so it's best to assume they're all your enemies."<br/><br/>"Over the years, we've come to understand the powers we possess. When a demon attacks a human and doesn't kill them, the human becomes infected by the demon's toxins. Once this happens, the human becomes able to see demons. If the victim is under thirty-five years of age, their body continues to reproduce the toxins introduced to them. Basically, each hunter can use the energy from the living toxins to activate their powers. After this, the toxins die and are expelled from the body."<br/><br/>Ijemaru glanced back to Heather, frowning slightly. They weren't supposed to smoke on campus, but she probably wouldn't get in trouble since she'd already graduated. He turned back to the boy before continuing. "If a Hunter chooses not to use their powers, the living toxins build up inside of them and cause the side effects. Personally, my side effects are headaches and irritability. Involuntary usage of one's ability and chronic pain are also common side effects."<br/><br/>"If I were to simplify all of that: Demons infect you with powers, which you use to kill them. When you go to long without using them, the side effects activate." He took a pause, seeming to become aware that the boy was uncomfortable. "If you promise not to run away, I'll take those off for you," he said, gesturing to the thread-like things tying him to the chair.