"I don't know you enough to decide that," Zach's shadow said.
"Then do you have any other condition you want to add?"
"None."
Sonia tapped the porcelain table. Her perfectly shaped nail hit the smooth surface every few seconds making a rhythmic harmony.
'So besides providing him shelter and material needs, I have to help him find a way home and ensure his survival when he turns into a child.'
'The first condition is easy, but the other two cannot be taken lightly.'
Sonia's gaze brushed over the vicinity. 'This dimensional space along with the service the spirit will provide won't be sufficient as an equivalent exchange.'
