The Exorcist stared at you, the demon he had captured, you sat in a cell, wondering what experiments he would run on you, The Exorcist was known for tormenting demons and enjoying it, he knew how to break them without killing them, on his church, there was a wall with a section dedicated to the horns of demons he'd have cut off before killing them with no remorse..

But you, you were different, you piqued his interest, he's never seen a demon cry and beg for its life like you. He likes you.