"Just helping the gift along," she said with a smile, as she shifted back to her natural form. "Maybe you'll be a little more receptive, once it's progressed a bit."<br/><br/>The next three days would pass, much like the early part of their captivity; they were never allowed to rest for more than a couple of hours at a time, and would be drained each morning, though they wouldn't be molested... unless, in their miasma-addled states, they actually asked for it. Finally, the morning meeting would come again, as the demon returned to Illania's room. "And how are you feeling today?" she asked.