"Where… Mark?" asked Dona anxiously for the umpteenth time this week.
Yuri looked away from the microscope looking into a drop of blood, and sighed. "When you saw him last time, you told him he was not Mark and even slapped him when he tried to come close to you—you nearly hurt that human body he was in. If you want your big demon to come back to you now, just wait."
The demoness didn't seem as docile as the days before and shook Yuri's shoulder. "My Mark. Tell him to come, now."
"Didn't you growl at him like your enemy when you saw him last time?"
I can't blame her though, Mark was not in his Demon form.
Sighing inwardly, Yuri shut the safety plastic on the microscope closed. She straightened and looked into the demoness' eyes. "Your Mark can't come now, understand? He is busy. I am busy, too."
