Their Unholy Creators A Sin and Virtue Novel

“U-uhm, but do you have to?” he asked in a small voice. Shifting his weight to the left then right he seemed to be uncomfortable.
“. . . Yes, we do. You ask this question every day and still get the same answer. Do you think I will suddenly change my mind?” The she-devil responded, slightly annoyed. Her eyes stared at him with impatience as she waited.
“One can hope,” the sound of his voice was soft and desperate. His gaze lowered to the ground with the saddest look in his eyes.
She had other things to do besides stand around here all day. Now, getting more irritated at the delay a loud sigh escaped her lips, “Hope isn’t for those like you. Nor should you hold onto something like that here. You might as well get used to it. Now move or I’ll have to force you and you won’t like it.”

When you're a scientist you can't get close to the subjects you're working on. You need to keep it all professional and not take things personally. You're hired to do a job and that is all. If you can't do that then this position isn't something you should be doing then. Pack your bags and move on. Only the toughest of the tough will survive. Come walk with me during this journey of discovery and knowledge and findings. Explore the genes and geek out with me. Don't you think this world could do with more excitement in it?