Eirin shook her head. "A-Anyway, I should thank you," she said, a sudden, abrupt change of subject, her voice a small, hesitant whisper.
"For what?"
Eirin tilted her head, her gaze finally meeting his, her beautiful amber eyes a grateful light in the stark white room. "For saving me, of course. For bringing me back here."
Shade tilted his head, as if copying Eirin, the intimate gesture a silent, beautiful mirror of their connection. "Yeah, sure. You're welcome." He said, his voice a low, soft murmur. "Don't you want me to answer your question, though? You looked so curious about my past."
"Huh?"
"About why I go through things like this," Shade said, his voice a low, serious sound, a sudden shift in their lighthearted banter. "That reminds me, you were the only person who wasn't curious as to why they call me a demon. The only person who didn't ask me about it, but still knew."
