[He blinks in confusion at the reassurance, off balance enough to be twisted back against the doorway. For a second, he doesn’t understand, but then the demon is smirking at him as he slides to his knees and oh.]
[Chikusa’s face blazes red, even as his mouth twists slightly.]
I was thinking more along the lines of my immortal soul, you realize.
[...But he’s still not stopping him, fingers curling against his palms and lightly grinding against the door at his back.]
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[Chikusa’s face blazes red, even as his mouth twists slightly.]
I was thinking more along the lines of my immortal soul, you realize.
[...But he’s still not stopping him, fingers curling against his palms and lightly grinding against the door at his back.]