Karina sat down next to him:

“Why are you sitting on the floor?” She tried to make her voice cheerful. “Maybe we can sit on the bed?”

But he literally recoiled from her, and she was frightened.

“I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't think. I didn't think it was so painful for you…”

He extended his left hand, his left hand really worked better. She put their means of communication in his fingers. He quite confidently wrote to her: “Hi Karina.” Then he hesitated a little and added: “Please leave. Go away. Get out of here. Save yourself!”

He wrote and wrote as if trying to convey the meaning to her in different words.

She shook her head, forgetting that he didn’t see her:

“No. No, I'm not leaving! Don’t worry about me! I will talk to the Demon, I will ask him to leave you when he finishes all his business here. Do you understand? And Arel says that he has not much to do. You are still young. You will recover. I want to ask the Demon to return your eyes and voice. But even if he doesn't, I thought… Dr. Balthazar Nate will be able to repair the ligaments, and the eyes …”

Nikto shook his head violently and quickly wrote: “He's fooling you! He's fooling you. He fooled you.”

“I understood you. But I want to believe in the best. Please listen to me! Obey me now, don’t interfere with him, don’t resist, let him do everything that he was ordered to do and leave. It seems to me that it would be better not to disturb him. Don't you understand? Otherwise, he will completely destroy you.”

Nikto smiled wryly again, as if telling her “hah, right away!”, and she was amazed at his courage, he fought the Demon one on one, interfered with him and, it seemed, was not going to give up.

He wrote again: “He deceived you. Run before it's too late.”

“Gods! Why are you so stubborn?! Why can't you come to an agreement when it so happens that you are sharing one body? Yes, I understand you hate him because he possessed you. But he himself told me that the Demon world is full of restrictions and orders. And each Demon follows the instructions of a higher Demon. He was simply ordered. He is as much a slave as you, in a strange body and in a strange world, and… He is not so bad, and sometimes he is very cool, this Demon of yours, and quite fair. Why were we able to make friends with him, but you did not? Let's try together, it will only make everyone better.”

Nikto wrote, “He took your souls. I'm sorry.”

“Why are you so stubborn?!” Karina screamed in despair. “I'm trying to save you!”

Nikto with a sigh ran his hands over his face, hair, pulling them back, and wrote: “What is the date today?”

This question always knocked Karina out of her rut. She was horrified only by the thought that he was living in fits and starts, wasting days, months, and maybe years. Now she understood why he seemed younger to her: probably, if you put everything together, he lived in consciousness not for twenty-five years, but much less.

“How do you feel when he is completely in you?” She asked quietly.

And he shook his head and wrote, “Nothing.”

“Like you fell asleep on Friday and woke up on Monday?”

He turned away, he didn't want to talk about it. I didn't want to listen to her. And she only had an hour. What to do?

She sat in confusion, and her brother also sat with his back against the wall, and was silent. It looked like this was his favorite pastime. Maybe he really was mentally retarded, as Arel said. Arel knew him better than anyone, now she understood it. And now she respected the prince for that. For insight and fearlessness.