Helkior smiled weakly as Bre lie there against him. he brought his arms up hesitantly and hugged her. silently sobbing into her shoulder.<br/><br/>"And you aren't the least bit scared of me?" he said, continuing to cry into her shoulder. "I could have killed you, my arm isn't even broken anymore, and you were so nice to me, even knowing that I was from Hell? And now Nephilos says..."<br/><br/>At this point he couldn't speak anymore and just broke down crying for a full 2 and a half minutes, which was uncharacteristic of, well, any demon really, but especially one whom had been one of hell's greatest warriors. He couldn't bring himself to say "we have to make a pact in less than two months, or Nephilos will alert the council."<br/><br/>As he stopped crying, he sniffed. "I can't believe that even knowing that, you would help me. It doesn't make sense... I don't know what to do anymore. If you die, I won't be able to live with myself... and yet if you don't and you decide to make a p-" he stopped before finishing his thought, realizing he'd probably said too much to begin with, as well as probably jeopardized their friendship. For a moment he sat there, wondering if there was a way for a demon to become human, but that didn't seem likely, so there really wasn't an easy way out for him.