[It seem as though he's going to head straight out again, with the way he turns for the door once more.... but then he pauses, fingers curling along the door frame. He glances over at the demon.]
...I've lived on my own long enough... I know how to manage money.
[He's not dependent on the demon. He doesn't need him, for money, or food, or anything else. Perhaps if he tells himself this, a stern reminder, then it will help some of his other feelings ease up. It's too late, of course, to say he doesn't long for the demon in some way, but... He's not helplessly swooning, right?]
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[It seem as though he's going to head straight out again, with the way he turns for the door once more.... but then he pauses, fingers curling along the door frame. He glances over at the demon.]
...I've lived on my own long enough... I know how to manage money.
[He's not dependent on the demon. He doesn't need him, for money, or food, or anything else. Perhaps if he tells himself this, a stern reminder, then it will help some of his other feelings ease up. It's too late, of course, to say he doesn't long for the demon in some way, but... He's not helplessly swooning, right?]