Amora swallowed, the taste of spiced meat still on her tongue as Midnight explained the situation. He looked her in the eye, an action that made her quiver. She quickly nodded, understanding that she did not want to get anywhere near a demon that lost its soul. It was a death wish. She leaned against the horse's neck, feeling sleepy again. If she only had to wait until they got back, she could get some more rest.