"A li'l bit," Rosh admitted, though she chuckled a little, then. "Freaked out? Nae, I mean, I always knew I might run in tae people like ye--sensitives an' such, who could figure things out 'bout ole Haage. I hoped I wouldn't, mostly, 'cause it cannae be pleasant, aye?"

Though she shrugged at Ronstadt's next question. "Much as I can be, with him takin' up me mental real estate. There's a certain amount he can an' can't do, an' I got a load of protections regardin' him, besides. Ain't perfect, but until I c'n evict him, what can't be cured has gotta be endured, am I right?"

Rosh would never say she enjoyed having a demon possessing her, but she could consider a few things that might be worse. Not that she'd want to voice them for fear of invoking them, however.