“Leave it to you to owe something to a demon, I guess.” Akira sighed. Sometimes she felt like Pax was in way over his head, but she never really had the heart to tell him. She didn’t really know too much about contracts other than folklore and what she could glean from overheard conversations from when she was still in Hell, but she did know that the demon almost always ended up with a lot more than what would be considered an even deal. She tried to go back to watching TV, but Madi seemed intent on throwing a big enough fit to render the effort futile.

	“Do you want me to take her out for a walk or something?” Akira asked as she reached for the remote, “You look like you’d have a better time with that thing you’re doing without the distractions.” She turned off the TV and sat back up, deciding that she probably shouldn’t be lazing around with Paxton's spell going on either way.