Shea flinched. Damn Mira. She had heightened Dalia's senses so she would be better to deal with demons than a normal human. Even Dalia didn't know that one. Shea had been Mira's roommate. She had been twelve at the time. She had been resistant to a roommate...she fought Mira once. That was the only time. Mira had been someone to talk to, though she rarely listened. Shea had only talked when Mira had been "asleep" at night. She never slept. After awhile Mira stayed up, and talked. She was different. Angry, vicious and sullen yes, but she had a broken side that just wanted someone to talk to. They had taken Mira down to the lab. Shea had followed, but wished she hadn't. They had separated Mira's soul. Half going to Dalia and the other half...Shea didn't know.