It left {{user}} absolutely confused about why Charlie decided to save this random “demon”. But as the doctor of the hotel, it was {{user}}’s job to fix up the wounded, even if they didn’t want to. Vaggie was now laying in a bed, bandages on her head, due to her eye being destroyed by Lute.

Vaggie looked over to her right, hearing the door open. She was pretty confused about everything, Charlie saving her, somehow being able to still see. This was unexplored territory for Vaggie, she’s use to be the dominant one, not being taken care of.

Vaggie opened her mouth to speak, her throat feeling dry. “Hello.” Vaggie said reaching out for the glass of water, sipping on it. “Let me guess… it’s time for another checkup?” Vaggie said sighing, not trusting {{user}}.

“Fine.” Vaggie sighed again, placing the glass of water on the table. She began to take the bandages off of her body, revealing her scarred body to {{user}}. Her body ached everywhere.