"If you say so, milady," said Attis, curling his legs up beneath him on the couch. His shoes rested empty on the floor, because it would be rude to put his dirty footwear on the couch. It seemed like quite a long while, and he took to patting Grim's fur again while waiting. Women were fickle creatures, and she might have decided-
A loud thunk against the door?
He got up, slipped his feet into his shoes, and rapped politely on the door. "Milady, are you all right?" Pressing an ear to the door, his enhanced senses could barely make out her breathing. No shifting fabric, no nothing... Well, he had enough power for this. Placing his left hand on the door, he took a deep breath and then the door exploded inward- nothing, though, was within an even foot of Mandy. "Milady," he breathed. Something was wrong with this...
Kneeling next to her, he placed a hand on her head. Attis had enough of the demon's craft to know if it was something with an infernal influence causing this.
