[That's clearly what he needs a detangler for. Too many secrets. As it was, the fire was lovely, speaking of his will, but the dark song of demons...it reminded of her body of pain, and how her body liked to deal with it. Even if it didn't make her shudder, she felt a little...pleasantly light headed.

Caren nodded, taking in a slow, deep breath, and moved to straighten herself, as if this action made her dishevelled.]

I think my body still remembers certain things, even if it can no longer have the visible reactions.

[Her voice was quiet.]

I'm fine. It's what I was born for.