Shults was waking up and in control for the first time since he was taken and his brain was wiped. The symbols within his cell kept the demon from participating in the host's body. To Shults, he was just waking from a sleep. He doesn't yet know of the demon lurking within him. All he knows is that this is his home and the one who calls herself Black Angel is his mother and has always been his mother. Even if he did know that there was a demon within him, would he be able to control it? A host clashing against the entity. Those questions will be answered soon or later, but not yet. 

Shults clenched his fists against the floor as he began to gain conciousness. His head ached due to the dosage of the tranquillizer dart being for adults when he is only a child. Opening his eyes by himself for the first time in a while. Looking instantly at the bite mark on his hand. He had no clue to how this happened. Like going clubbing and waking up with someone else's phone but not being able to remember how it happened. Shult's arms shook as he struggled to pick himself up, for some reason he felt heavy. Eventually getting to his feet and sitting on his bed. He rested a hand on his head in a foolish hope to cope with the aching, but on the other hand the bite mark wasn't too bad for him. To be fair since Shults had his brain wiped, he forgot the levels of pain along with his past before being captured. Shults continued to rest on the bed, waiting for his apparent mother to show or perhaps someone of a different nature.