"What do you mean a harder time--" James paused. Feeding a demon? Demons need food? He leaned closer to Katherin. "What do you mean 'feed?'" He was feeling the anxious shivers starting to slither up his spine and choke at his throat. He wanted more than anything to be free, but it did not seem like an option. He was hoping nothing too [i]insane[/i] was involved with this "feeding"of which Katherin spoke.