[Rainbowfox Ari]

Aston sighed, and relaxed on the couch as the magic left - leaving in its wake a twenty-eight year old boy with black hair, white streaks. The leftovers from the possession. But he was no longer stooped, no longer 'frail' - very young, fresh, and immensely relieved. "Oh HEAVEN that feels so much better." He stretched out, sitting up, and scrubbing his hand through his hair. "Thank you, K. Help yourself to anything in the fridge. I get a food-delivery service, and they'll be by later today. Perks of the entire town being indebted to me." He chuckled, and leaned against the couch. "Now... on to the problem of Evan."

The demon looked at K, then looked at the new Aston, then back at K. "How did you do that? I didn't even realize there was a curse on him at all. You're like... super-good at this."