She could feel something in the air, but she was too happy to notice. After a few moments, she snuggled into the crook of his neck and shut her eyes again. His lips, they were so soft, so inviting. His skin too, it felt a little coarse, but not like the scales he had before. "Good Night" she hummed, finally dozing off.<br/><br/>----------------------<br/><br/>Fire, horrible fire. That's all she saw in the demon's eyes. He hadn't turned back into a human; he was all demon now. Not a trace of humanity was left as he grabbed her with his huge clawed hands. She screamed, trying to pull away, but Flynn didn't let her go. Screwtape stood nearby, laughing. He was laughing, pure thorough enjoyment over her torture covered his ugly face. She could almost feel the claws cut into her, pierce her skin like a blade through paper. Tears flooded her eyes; she didn't save him. She didn't.....<br/><br/>Amora was up with a gasp, her eyes wide with alarm. It took a few seconds to regain her composure, and to remember that Flynn was fine. She looked over at him, and stared at what she saw. He looked.... so different! She couldn't help but smile; he was beginning to look like a human already.