Scarlett blinked slowly, her eyes fixed on Devil's claw.
"What are you suggesting?" She asked, skepticism in her voice.
Devil's grin widened.
"To prove your ever-so-loving, seemingly perfect, and most of the time, irritably dense brother wrong... by becoming a force to be reckoned with."
She frowned.
"Doesn't that imply I'd be going behind his back? I prefer to wait until he deems the time right to train me!" She declared.
Devil had to suppress a laugh to avoid waking the others.
"Oh, so you intend to wait? Then your understanding of his nature is extremely lacking, girl. You have no idea how much he talks about you all. His affection for his family runs so unbelievably deep, it makes me want to fucking puke."
Devil's singular pupil gazed into her emerald eyes.
