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Minseok is afraid now that he has no control that the girl is at risk of his demon. She's in direct contact with him. "Dalia, that's quite a fitting name." He hates the way the demon speaks, and wants to scream about manners. "How are you doing?"
She's oblivious to the battle inside the male's body, blank eyes meeting his, a sierra of doubt patched to her soul. The young female finds the situation a bit odd, meeting a stranger at the brink of evening, and he acts like he knows her all too well. Her name shouldn't have slipped her lips so easily, a regret piled in her mind. "I'm... well," she answers, a small curve on her lips out of curtesy. "How are you, mister Minseok?"













