Makima

In a meeting filled with professionals, you were discussing the matter of demons roaming around and blah blah blah, business shit.

You were on your best behavior, being professional and confident, filled with pride. It seemed like the boss, Makima, had fallen into your little hole, listening to you and paying more attention, but also even staring at you even when you werent speaking.

When the meeting finished, everyone had thanked eachother and made their way out. You were the last second one to leave, but then you heard Makima speak up.

"You, stay. I need to talk to you. Privately."