Jaeda stopped in her tracks next to the man, turning her head, only a little, to see him out of the corner of her eye. She didn't say a word. No, not yet. Instead, she gave him a curt nod and followed, wondering what poor, decrepit thing they had made this time. Surely, an Imp that was grown inside of a human couldn't bode well for anyone...
As she walked inside, straight as a stick, she raised a hand and pulled down her hood, revealing her own pallid skin and stark white hair that fell over her shoulders and down her back. Her eyes were slanted and sharp, and, overall, her expression apathetic and unfeeling.
She looked out at the boy, the small child...oh? Was that sympathy, even anger, that flashed it's way across her face, making her wince in regret.
"As long as he lives, eh?" She said in a low voice. This was a much younger Jaeda...in fact, this was three years before the incident with the demon that had changed her life.
But this was one that would change it in the long run, little did she know.
She put her hand on the glass, frowning deeply. "What other effects? Enhanced strength? Super speed?"