He opens right away, when I knock on his door.

“Kara! I haven´t seen you around in such a lon -”

He stops mid sentence when he sees Sarazeel behind me and then raises his brows in surprise.

“Is that your demon that the whole house is talking about?”

I smile. “Let me come inside, Peter.”

He steps aside and makes way for the both of us.

“I´m assuming you´re coming because you need something from me.”

Sarah follows me closely and watches Peter with narrowed Eyes. Peter himself outright stares at him.

“Can I touch it?”

“No.”

I hadn´t said anything. My demon made his ever so unchanging face again, and was obviously against a closer evaluation.

“Sure. Go ahead.”,

I say, probably just to spite Sarazeel.

Peter just keeps staring at him, even with my permission. I guess my demon was pretty intimidating.

“So, I was going to borrow some clothes for him. They haven´t given me anything yet.”

“Don´t tell me you´re actually going to Class?”

“Our beloved Father is forcing me.”

Peter smiles knowingly.

“I should´ve guessed that. Of course you can!”

His room looks almost exactly like mine. Small, one bed and a Closet in the corner. A Basket for his demon is the only object giving the room something personal – and maybe the clothes that are scattered across the ground.

Peter follows my Eyes over to one of his underpants and blushes slightly.

“I didn´t think you would come over so soon...”

I smirk.

“I guess under normal circumstances, you wouldn´t have to have expected me.”

“You know that you´ve gotten really skinny, since he -”

I interrupt him:” So do you have something for him to wear, or not?”

Peter lets out a tiny sigh.

“I know you really don´t wanna talk about it, but – Oh, whatever.”

He sighs, then walks over to the Closet and pulls out some of his clothes, making the mountains on the floor even bigger.

His outward appearance is almost exactly the opposite of Sarazeels. His Skin is deeply tanned, his hair black and his eyes dark. He´s smaller than Sarah. Not by a lot, but noticeably.

He looks like your normal everyday Guy. My heart hurts for a second. We used to be together so often. The Three of us. He´s probably the only person in the whole building that even really knew me.

“Does he need underwear? He looks so human in that Form. I heard that he had wings yesterday, it´s hard to believe seeing him like this...”

I look over at Sarazeel who silently observed every bit of our interaction. Our Gazes Meet, and he answers for me. Not really what I wanted him to do, but be it.

“No. I like to go naked in my Pants.”

Peter´s Head goes up very quickly and he hits himself on the corner of the Closet doors.

“Autsch! Oh my god, Your demon is really talking up a storm. Did you tell him to be that way?”

“I´m just talking to you. Do you want me to talk slower?”

Sarazeel´s Voice is Icy and degrading. Peters Face drops for a second and he looks almost hurt. My demon doesn´t know what a sensitive Topic he just pierced. Or about all the mobbing Peter had to endure, cruel words that sounded just like the ones Sarah just said.

“Can you just make him stop, please? He´s annoying.”

I don´t instantly respond and suddenly feel Peter´s rising fear. He probably isn´t too sure anymore, I have control over my demon. I´m also surprised and unconsciously a bit worried of his sudden control over our Conversation.

“Be quiet, Sarah.”, I say.

I hear Peter breathe out slowly and then raise one eyebrow.

“Sarah? It looks like a male!”

I hear Sarazeels angry gripping of teeth.

“Do you wanna take a look? Go ahead! You wouldn´t be the first this week -”

The blood streams into my Cheeks and I feel real Anger at him. How dare he go against my Orders, and then even to mark me as though I was shameless for wanting to see my own demon.

“Shut up! I already told you to -”

Sarazeel´s Hand flinches to his Stomach and he falls down on his knees. Pain is written all over his face, which he tries to hide in a sudden Bow.

I keep staring at him, breathing fast and feeling the emptiness inside me. Did I just do that to him?

Peter doesn´t seem surprised, rather relieved.

“So you´re just calling him Sarah?”

“Yeah. It´s shorter.”

I can´t avert my eyes from Sarazeel. A Flinch goes through his body, he sighs and flexes his muscles. Then he starts to slowly get back up again.

He doesn´t say a word when Peter gives him the clothes he picked out. I am relieved it´s over.

“Thank you Peter. Can you tell me where and when the first classes are?”, I stir up the Conversation again to fill the Silence in my head.

“It would probably be best to meet up at breakfast and then go there together..”, Peter replies while picking up some of his clothes.

“Is it a different breakfast area than back then?”

He stares at me, then shrugs slightly.

“How are you even still alive? I´ll wait for you at the staircase and bring you there. Go take a shower first, you really need it.”

Peter attempts to give me a pat on the back, but Sarah grabs his arm before he can even touch me.

He lets out a faint but piercing growl.

Peter pulls his arm back swiftly and takes a step back. I can feel my stomach drop. Why does he have to behave so impulsive, so driven by some weird emotions? He´s not supposed to be this way.

“Sarah! I already told you not to do that! He´s even obviously one of my friends, so what the heck?”

He takes a few steps back, lowering his head, but I still get a slight look at his Face.

For some reason, he looks almost angry.