Puriel sighed heavily, more in exhaustion than contempt. Though contempt was certainly still present. Being beholden to these demons was an inevitability—such was the natural consequence of denouncing God Himself and whatnot—but that did nothing to preserve their pride. Puriel did not think themself to be a sinner by any means, but if anything were to damn them, it would most certainly be that. It was a fleshy thing, pride, pushing and stretching in the neck to tilt the chin ever higher. They glared at Agrid’s standing form sideways, a bit diagonally, vignetted by lash and canthus. 

[i]Ooo[/i], said Cherry appreciatively. [i]That one’s prettier than the other guy. If she asks me to get naked, I might actually agree.[/i]

Having successfully ignored Agrid thus far—Puriel was loath to speak to a demon that might actually approach being their superior—they swatted Cherry’s brain stem. [i]Did you even hear of what she spoke?[/i]

[i]Demon shit[/i], she replied sagely. [i]Your problem.[/i]

The younger demon having ceased his chatter, Puriel reluctantly considered Agrid’s proposition. It was laughably uneven. The idea that one instance of healing should entitle her to what would likely be months—if not an eternity—of service insulted their intelligence. They were no mortal cultist, trading their life for a mere taste of power. Cherry did enough of that for the both of them. Puriel envied Agrid bitterly. If only Cherry had been consumed as easily as Agrid’s host. They would kill for some quiet. They would [i]die [/i]for some quiet, actually, if they didn’t hurry. Such was the trouble with the whole matter—Agrid knew they weren’t stupid, but worse, she knew they needed their body to survive more than they needed their pride to. A difficult threshold to pass, but here they were, having practically leapt across it.

They grit their teeth. They’d rather bind themself to Agrid than that insolent imp. Better the devil you know, right? “I share not your delusions of grandeur,” they spit, shivering at the thought of the Horsemen. “But if it is my service you demand, so be it. Heal me.”