Ember's peace did not last very long. And naturally it had to be broken by the man from the group she least wanted here. As soon as he entered she stiffened in a mixture of wariness and fear. The fear was a lot stronger as the residue of her nightmare hadn't entirely worn off. She could still see him preparing to slit her throat open. Despite her concerns, he simply picked up a portion of the meal for himself and headed back to the doorway.
Her posture did not relax, and she eyed him warily trying to figure out his game. He seemed to be giving her space, but she didn't trust it and the way he leaned against the doorway was causing her to panic a little. How was she supposed to leave? Fearing he had trapped her in here for some sadistic purpose she decided to remain unmoving and pray that Damion would awake soon.
"Don't expect yesterday to be an indication of what's to come. Even if we complete one of his tasks, Sam's just going to keep sending more for his amusement."
Ember raised her eyebrows slightly in surprise. There was no malice behind the words, and she could not read the meaning behind them.
"I'm quite aware of that." She replied curtly. Did he believe her to be stupid? Or was he playing at something here. She still had her task to do, but it was against Lydia not him. Why would he care about her task?
Delirium also appeared at the door and went behind her. This only escalated Ember's discomfort. She glanced briefly at the girl, but seeing she was not interested in herself Ember returned to fix her gaze on her main concern; Whispers.
"What do you want with me?" she said stiffly.
There was no reason she could see for him remaining unless he had some sort of plan for her. As far as she was concerned the tasks were almost complete. Damion had beaten Whispers, Whispers had done something to Rezia last night that had made the boy scream, though she wasn't sure what Rezia had to do. Hopefully he was too injured to be a threat to Dameon. Then Lydia had stabbed Delirium with the needle, Delirium had forced herself into a terrifying illusion and all she had to do was carve Lydia up. Inwardly she frowned, how was she supposed to do her task with Lydia if Whispers was blocking her path? She cursed herself for leaving her weapon in the bedroom.
She didn't have much time to fret however as Damion walked in. The relief was plain to see on her face as he reached for the food. That was as much relief as Ember was going to see. In a few seconds the siblings had appeared and without warning Rezia had tackled Dameon to the ground. She rose up with a wordless cry as Rezia shouted out a desperate explanation. Ember was in no mood to think through his words, and only considered that Damion had been attacked. She flew forward gripping the back of Rezia's collar and yanking it backwards as hard as she could.
"Don't you dare!" she shrieked. "Get off him now!"