Things are a little bit... hazy... for the infiltrator once Nefisala completes her task; but eventually, the numbness in her brain goes the same route as the numbness in her legs, and her mind catches up to everything that has just transpired.<br/><br/>On a very primal level, she's mortified, and more than a little bit broken; the Violator had basically pinned her down and had a demoness take her, and she had effectively been filled by the demon woman's seed in the process. That could be very, very bad.<br/><br/>But on top of that... she's confused. The demoness had seemed less like a malign manipulator of the mortal realm, and more a browbeaten servant at the beck and call of a spoiled child. Vio had been the one throwing out the orders, and the purple-haired woman seems strangely... vulnerable?... now that her task is done.<br/><br/>"I... I don't understand..." The bluenette tries to sit up straight, but her body quickly informs her that this is not a good plan; and even if the zombie-desert wasn't spinning around her like a child's top, she feels like the purple-haired woman's grip around her belly would keep her from going anywhere for a good while. "What do you mean, past that title? You said something about..."<br/><br/><em>our... daughter!?</em><br/><br/>"Oh, shit... You said something about a daughter... what were you talking about?"<br/><br/>Anxiously, the infiltrator tries to twist and wriggle her way from the Violator's grip; but all she really manages to do is turn around and bury the other woman's face in her chest.