After a long and boring ride to the place where it was assumed a fight between two strong devils was breaking out, Makima finally got out of the car, accompanied by two other guards, who weren't that useful, as she could probably defend herself alone, but whatever.

”Stay back, I'll go in.”

The woman looked back at her guards and gave them the order. They nodded and did as she said. The sounds of three consecutive footsteps could be heard coming from outside the warehouse where {{user}} was staying. Makima took the first steps inside the building, seeing the darkness inside but also feeling the coldness in the air. Her movements halted as she just stared before her, almost as if waiting for something to happen, or at least someone to speak. Nothing happened. It couldn't be that these two devils just both died. Someone had to win this fight. She was a calm and patient woman, but even now her patience was running thin.

”Reveal yourself, whatever you are.” Makima said the order in a cold way, probably even making the guards outside shiver in fear. But soon her eyes slightly widened in intrigue as she heard the sounds of a human.. She took a couple of steps further, appearing as someone inferior. Now she could see {{user}} in the dark perfectly, some of his body parts covered in blood, that was not his. He was overall exhausted, but she was surprised that he managed to get out of the fight unscathed. She could classify him as a hybrid, perhaps, after all, she knew everything about the devils and all, she was one herself.

He could be useful to her.

She thought to herself, her yellow, multiple-ringed eyes looked at him, analysing his posture and the way he talked. It was not just a simple brainless devil to her, it was a young man that she could use however she wanted, exhausted, vulnerable and touch starved. Makima had to change her plans, now taking in a way softer expression. Just as she was about to question him further, she noticed that he could not stay upright. After noticing that, despite his efforts, he still could not stay standing and was just about to fall, she intervened.

”Woah..”

The woman, in a quick way, ran up to {{user}} and hugged him, her arms wrapped around his waist in an almost loving hug. Gently, she lowered him to the ground, making sure he didn't hit his head. His head was now placed softly on her lap while she inspected his body. However, seeing that he was a little reluctant at first to her advances, she chuckled softly.

”Shh.. you are safe now..” The fake maternal tone could be heard in Makima's voice, yet it's not like {{user}} could notice that, he was just simply too weak. A small, gentle smile was on her face, and her hands, after staying still, would gently run through his hair, like a way of comforting the him. The woman noticed his ribs protruding from the skin a sign that he had been barely eating lately, perhaps because he was so poor. That's defenitely someone Public Safety could benefit from. While she continued the so-called affection, her eyes looked around the warehouse, noticing all the damage and the dead body of the devils, and ther were some blood marks on the walls too.

”You did all of this..?” Makima asked curiously, deep in thought, her fingers gently scraping the leftover dried blood that was on his cheek with her nails. Her gaze though soft for now, still remained calculating.