With great difficulty, the slave managed to stay standing, but her shaking was enough to tell she might not hold out for long. It hurt dreadfully, but Amora already guessed it was nothing compared to the punishment she would get for merely doing what her master told her. She tried to keep quiet by covering her mouth with her hands, holding back muffled whimpers as tears streamed down her face. She was a pitiful thing, unable to even look at her master out of fright.<br/><br/>A strong arm wrapped around her torso, and she let out a squeak as she was slung over Midnight's shoulder. She pushed lightly on his back to prop herself up to see where he was headed. She was plopped down on a sheet, and she blinked nervously when he came back with a bottle of something clear and odd-smelling. He poured it over the wound; it foamed and hurt even worse than it had been. Amora had to bite her tongue to keep from crying out in pain. He wrapped it with a cloth, tying it tightly around her leg.<br/><br/>He left her to herself and she put a hand over where the would was already starting to bleed through. "This is your punishment for leaving the house." she muttered to herself. The only way the human girl could keep from getting hurt, she figured, was to stay inside the house and do whatever her master wished.<br/><br/>"Whoa...got yourself a little present huh?" Amora shrank back when she noticed the demon visitor. He looked quite a bit like her master; she wondered if they were related. As soon as they left, Amora gently laid on her side, knees and arms tucked close. She shut her eyes tightly, hoping the guest would keep her master busy for a while. It was warm by the fireplace, she felt like an actual pet now, curling up in a ball.<br/><br/>One eye opened when she heard the sound of the two demons coming back down the steps. She sat up so quickly that a burst of pain shot up her leg, but she ignored it as she looked attentively at her master.  "It's...fine." she murmured shyly, before adding, "Thanks"