Shina blew the last note into her flute, before setting it down next to her. It had been her prized possesion, and she never let it out of her sight. The person that freed her had bought it for her. She leaned back against a tree she'd been sitting in front of, before watching the scene between the human and the demon play out. She sometimes wished she was more open to people like the two had been to each other, but her hatred towards alot of people always got in the way.