And Talyr goes back to his and his boyfriends' room to sleep.

And in the morning, they go around to the not-yet-pregnant girls.

The first one is startled to wake up without a cock in her.

Izaneth grins cheerfully at her and then completely ignores her in favour of renovating her room.

She is bewildered but seems to mostly accept this.

And onward.

"Oh--I got warned about this one," Khythen murmurs.

"Hmm?"

"Apparently they normally keep her blindfolded."

"...why?"

"Because her eyes are unsettling, apparently."

"...hmm."

Into the room they go.

She glares at them. 

It's very communicative glare. 

"I have been Wronged," the glare says, "and you could suffer a thousand years of torment before your debt to me was repaid."

Hmm.

He glances at Khythen. "Could you give us a moment, please?"

"...Sure."

And to the woman, in much the same tone of polite request: "Could you stand up, please? Izaneth is renovating."

She considers him for a moment, then stands.

"Thank you."

Izaneth renovates. It takes a couple of minutes; he's getting faster.

When he's done, he glances at Talyr, almost says something, glances at the human, shakes his head, and leaves.

Talyr looks steadily at the woman. "I'd like to talk to you, if you don't mind."

"Okay. Talk."

A thoughtful silence, and then, "I might be able to arrange an opportunity for you to escape. Would you like me to try?"

"Yes. What's in it for you?"

"I'm trying to convince demonic society that humans are people, and I think if you stay here with no hope of getting out you'll try to kill someone and it'll set me back."

"Mhm."