Emily’s gaze briefly lingered on Satan, lying in the hospital bed.

"Emily," Olivia tugged at her hand. "Let's go outside and talk."

"Alright."

The two women left the room hand in hand. Satan’s eyes followed Emily until she disappeared through the door, then he sighed softly, somewhat regretfully.

Allen, sitting in a chair nearby, chuckled. "Stop staring; she’s not going far. She’ll be back soon."

Satan responded with a quiet "Hmm." He admitted, "I know. I just... I’m afraid. I’m ...