Ok, so my demon research has turned up more Kinds of demons than I want to think about. Fortunately, Alaun only wants me to focus on the most Dardaptoanistic as possible. Not all demons can mate with Dardaptoans (although, as far as Kindara knows, there has been only one pair of gamata featuring a demon and a Dardaptoan. Give you one guess who????).
Some are of completely different physiologies.
Some kinds are mere animals—literally, they have doglike features and look like a cross between a beagle and a mini-goat. (There is a drawing in one book.) They are called Grackle collies and demons of higher order keep them as pets. (Alleah is fascinated by them. Alaun told her all about them. Alleah drew this one for me. Isn’t it sweet?)
So Alaun’s list has been expanded to ninety-two types of higher-order demons. It was going to take me longer than I expected to compile her database. But I have to admit I don’t mind.
Knowledge is power, and if I can recognize a demon when I see one—some look just like us Dardaptoans, or can change their appearance to mimic ours—then I have a better chance of getting away, right?
Tol worked with me on the database for three days. I enjoyed having him around. He is very handsome and very kind.
The kindness is what draws me to my new friend the most.
His female will be one lucky female when he finally finds her.
I also saw that werewolf again. I’m not sure what he was doing on the sixth floor. He wasn’t a guard. He wasn’t a prisoner. He really had no business being on the sixth floor.
I know Tol reported him to Kierce. What happened after that, I do not know.
I’m trying not to think about it. To be afraid.
I can’t be afraid of everyone new I run into—whether literally or figuratively, or what—I just can’t live my life that way.
But as Tol pointed out, this is just a season in my life. I will get through this and be stronger from it when I come out on the other side.
I am just not sure I believe that.
Maybe it is time to speak with Theo again. Find out how long I am supposed to stay here?
Coty and her sisters are finally settling in with their family. Their real family.
Mickey and the others are making a point to visit them, to get to know them.
I know that is important.
But I am not a part of that family. I have to remember that.
I miss my own family so much.