Kind of like a dinner date

We both get up from he bed, and Loss uses his item manipulation to bring me some of my stuff. He can't do too much magic though, as he is a bit weakened from the holy stone.

I asked him what would help him heal faster, and he responded with 'the souls of the damned.' I didn't know if he was joking; his face was somber when he told me. We headed out to get some food, Loss taking0 his wallet back from me.

He tugged on my braid, since I had just finished with a shower, and I felt a lot cleaner. Since it was starting to get cold, I'd slipped on a beanie, and a thick coat that covered me from head to toe. I didn't wear gloves, as Loss's hands were always warm, and I found myself holding on to his.

This isn't a date or anything like that, you're just holding hands with your guardian demon, I thought to myself, blushing.

Loss looks at me strangely, but I shake my head not wanting to explain it.

He lets me be, though, escorting me to the passenger's side of the ca