Damita knew now what she had not known while being ravaged by that creature; it had been Toho all along. Recognition and realization had dawned as she’d opened her sleepy eyes, watching as he took up his spot against the wall. Was this to be her fate, to be a consort to a man that could become a beast? Such thoughts could not be clung to, Damita instead making a mental note to yell at the exhausted warrior in the morning when she had the chance; did he really think she would take such treatment silently?<br/><br/>Oh no, the Spanish teen had much more fire than that, as Toho would soon learn.<br/><br/>Damita was asleep as soon as she’d curled into Toho, not even noticing when he’d moved the fur or slid his arm around her waist. Instead she shifted; snuggling up to him more firmly, a deep sigh given as blackness reigned over her before turbulent mind. She would stay that way until morning came, utterly exhausted from the stress on her mind and body.<br/>