Best to leave her behind

What if the demon liked her more? What if... what if your son was more attracted to Indra? You can't bear the thought and coldly disengage from the witch. You are civil, if not as pleasant as before, and politely accept some rations for yourself and Aegis before departing in the afternoon light. Indra seems a little wistful to watch you go but encourages you to make all possible haste and directs you back towards the road. Your spite and jealousy feel a little bitter, you know you should really be more concerned with the well being of your son, but it is all too easy for images of your Master fucking a very willing Indra to surface in your mind. You push your doubts away, rationalizing it was probably better not to risk having the potentially homicidal witch anywhere near your son anyway. Feeling considerably more secure now that you were the only beautiful woman near your offspring, you make haste to the Victory Road.