Both Julie and Janith were devastated by what Sara became. But thanks to the long experience her sordid past provided, the mother was able to concentrate on what needed to be done. The first and most important one was to take care of the crying imp still present in the room.
Even if the poor child did regain her human mind and soul, her body didn't change back. That caused two adverse effect:
- First, all trace of her human life was still erasing itself, meaning that soon even her parents and friends wouldn't remember Trisha ever existed. (Except Wesley, since him too used to be Aliza's imp.)
- Secondly, being into an imp body, to live she actually NEEDED to have a demonic master.
The worst was, because of to the innate knowledge demons have about their kind, Tizlira was perfectly aware of all that.
Janith gently approached the girl. She looked to be about the same age than Thomas and Wesley. Taking on the kindest and warmest smile she was able to at the moment, the succubus said "Hello!" to the lost imp. "I'm Janith, but you can call me Jane. What's your name?"
"Tri… Tizlira." Timidly answered the traumatized girl.
"And what about your human one?" Asked the demoness. "And no need to fear me, I don't bite." She almost added 'not anymore'.
"Trisha… But it isn't important anymore. No one remember me… Not the human me…" she lamented.
"YOU remember that part of your life! And as long as you do, your birth name is the most important one, because that's made it your TRUE name."
At that, the little imp hugged the nice succubus, both of them crying rivers of tears. "Imps need a master, so… Can you be my new master, please?"
"If you want…" Accepted Janith, unsure. "…But I think you need a family, a mother, more than you need a master."