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Krystoff took the large piece and sat up for his next hit. He listened intently as he filled the tube and took another big hit like his last. When he finally exhaled, he fell into a large coughing fit. He placed the bong on her dresser as he coughed, so as not spill the water inside. When he finally had himself under control, he felt rather stoned. "Listen, I'm here for you Alexi, day or night." He lay back on the bed and threw the lighter into her lap. "If you hold onto the hope we give you, as a family, you have nothing to fear, because we've all got your back. But what are these demons saying to you, doing in the dreams?"

He in particular knew what Alexi was going through. More often, he felt peculiar mood swings and changes. His dreams had recently taken dark turns, with twisted scenes that Krystoff barely remembered but was sure he wouldn't want to. He assumed it was the Devil's Fang and his need to use it more and more. The supernaturals around the city had gotten more brazen and numerous, calling for the extra strength the blade bestowed upon him. But it was getting harder to shake its nasty side effects. With Alexi so worried however, he decided not to burden her with his own baggage. He certainly didn't want to turn to any of his brothers either.