The words bring him back to a certain statue in his memory, his own small hand closing over the claw of a demon's, wondering if it was hurting too—
He blinks out of the daze, clutching his spear even tighter. It's still held close to his chest, more like he's afraid of the demon grabbing at it again than anything else. He looks so serious. )
...That depends.
( Demons can always have a human form, and so it doesn't seem like too much of a surprise to Shealtiel, not realizing what it really is. )
Are you done pounding on walls and disturbing the locals?
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The words bring him back to a certain statue in his memory, his own small hand closing over the claw of a demon's, wondering if it was hurting too—
He blinks out of the daze, clutching his spear even tighter. It's still held close to his chest, more like he's afraid of the demon grabbing at it again than anything else. He looks so serious. )
...That depends.
( Demons can always have a human form, and so it doesn't seem like too much of a surprise to Shealtiel, not realizing what it really is. )
Are you done pounding on walls and disturbing the locals?