"Well, aren't you just a sweet lil' thing?" Mille asked. Moxxie scoffed, looking away. "Of course Blitzø would have another hire and not tell us." He hissed.

You were a new demon on the block, freshly dead a couple years ago, guilty of murdering your abusive spouse.

"How'd you end up in this place you little Angel." Millie asked, coming up to squish your cheeks. Both their eyes shone with possessiveness.