That extra hug made his shoulders hunch up even more as if withdrawing into himself.

"You've... uhh... seen the devil?" Well, that was an unsettling statement to hear.

He took her hand tentatively, like a shy little boy much younger than his apparent age. "My ma told me that all witches are wicked and evil and had to be stopped. The world had to be burned clean of them." He took a nervous, shaky breath in and out. "But I don't think it's as simple as she says."