Amora sat quietly on the couch, watching the fire flicker in the fireplace, when a snarl and a loud thump made her jolt in her seat. She had half a mind to go up and see what happened, but she stayed still, remembering Midnight's instructions. She desperately wanted to know what was going on, but considering the last time she disobeyed him had led to a knife in her leg, she thought it safer to just stay on the couch and relax, regardless of the noises upstairs.<br/><br/>When her master finally came back down, she perked up. "What do you think is wrong with him? He's acting more like a de-" she suddenly shut her mouth, not allowing the word to come out. It would offend him, and she already knew even demons didn't act the same way that the human boy did. "-demented animal, than a person" she finished. She calmly tucked her knees under her chin, looking up with wondering eyes at her master.