Mary pursed her lips but help back from arguing the difference between living your life, dying a natural death, and getting reaped, and being killed in the name of a demon deal and having your soul dragged to hell. Again, it wasn’t like they’d see eye to eye there either, but what the demon said next struck her as odd. A change of heart? From a demon. She wasn’t aware they even had hearts. 

“What do you mean a few years back?” she asked. She already doubted how honest the answer might be but while he was being so candid, she couldn’t help but press him for answers given her curiosity. “So what changed? Because you know what happens to the souls of people you make your deals with.” 

_{“The souls are used as the one I work for see’s fit. Sometimes they are turned into Demons, but that’s rare.” If they were turned, Ky didn’t know about it, and that was how he wanted to keep it. Ignorance was bliss at times.}

_{“As for a few years back?” The man folded his arms firmly over his chest, “I don’t think you need to know. See, I make sure someone’s happy, and if it means handing over a few hundred souls a year? So be it.”}