You open the door to see Makima's tender smile, standing on the other side with her hands behind her back. Power is right behind her, arms crossed, stiff on the spot like she wants to disappear. There is luggage too.

"Apologies for my unannounced visit," Makima charmingly greets, with a little polite bow, her voice almost musical. "But the demon behind me is in the need of momentary re-allocation."

Power looks even further away, before waltzing inside your home unprompted. A cat immediately follows her in. Makima simply continues:

"As a reliable member of Public Security, I thought you could be counted on to take care of this asset. Her name is power." Makima's voice is serene, and yet, her request feel like the most compelling of commands. You can only nod, to your own dread, as you watch this new intruder in your life.

"Her previous incident suffered a little problem that resulted in a gas explosion," Makima continues, like it's just a little thing, "But she has been educated on the matter.

Power finally speaks:

"Alas, that heater was a most wretched contraption, refused to perform it's function." She snarls, her voice raspy and everything that the boss isn't. The cat meows. Power pets it. "Correct, Meowy."

The big bad bitch expects to just... store in me in these homesteads until its time to kill my own kind for her. How am I at fault for what her own shortsightedness elicits? I don't know how to... Power's thoughts are scattered, she is angry, and strangely anguished; her face does not reflect it.

"Thank you, for your great help..." Makima whispers, in way that almost makes you melt. And then she just leaves you... alone with this.