probably wouldn't be this way

Conversation was suddenly new to the demon and he didn’t understand how to speak, or to carry on a conversation appropriately with another party. He studied her, let his gaze move over her but not in a way that would be deemed vulgar or inappropriate. He was more curious. ”Depends.” was his simple reply. He turned back to her, taking a couple of slow steps closer, cautious. With one eye trained on her, and another making sure no one was about to jump out at them, Dagon circled the girl until finally coming to a halt in front of her. ”Unless you’re dead, you’ve no business seeing me.” It wasn’t typically the best thing for the mortal if they saw his face. That could be the only explanation, though now he wondered if his job description was a reaper now. ”Where am I?” he asked the girl. That would be a good place to start. He brought his attention back to the girl and for a minute she reminded him of someone he lost. Her markings were similar, though the coloring was completely different. She seemed quieter though. And if he was honest with himself, no one could replace his mate. Loneliness needed no friend. @Requiem "Talk." DAGON

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