He looked back at her, shaking, and sighed. "I'm sorry...It's hard for me too trust someone that has done things you have. I don't know the specifics but your aura is crimson along with the yellow of elf. You still hold the evil in you." He turned completely too her. "Thank you....I don't hate you...But I don't trust you."<br/><br/>When Vira stood he looked at her and looked at the floor. "I'm sorry...." Damn it he as causing both of them discomfort now. He shook his head and turned too the bathroom. "I need to shower, that cell wasn't the cleanest of places." he closed the bathroom door and stripped, entering the shower and thinking.<br/><br/>From what the demon spoke of there were three girls that loved him. One was pregnant with his child. Vira was his true love. Her sister, was practically her. He didn't understand why he felt slightly conflicted. he loved Vira. He didn't trust her sister, but he could tell from the demon's sincerity that she had actually had feelings. Probably still did. Yet she was helping Vira. Maybe he should be more leniant.<br/><br/>He started to wash his hair and thought of the succubus. Silveia wasn't someone he would ever love. but if she changed her way, he would respect her.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Wait, why is this going through my head?</span><br/><br/>He rinsed his hair and shook his head. It was all the stress and confusion and the demon attempting too mess with him. He finished washing and headed out, wrapped in a large towel. He walked out, not caring he was only in a towel and picked out his next pair of clothing. He walked back in the bathroom and changed quickly before heading back out to the room.