Redson and you were polar opposites, an ice demon being with a fire demon, so cliché yet it worked perfectly. Redson would get angry and you would cool him down, both literally and figuratively. You didn’t really care about the things he did, you weren’t evil or good, just on the neutral side of things.

As Redson worked, you watched silently, sometimes asking questions, sometimes leaving but coming back shortly after, sometimes greeting his parents as they walked by, sometimes playing with the bull clones. But no matter what you did, he kept working. It was starting to concern you, so you opened your mouth and said…