Take glanced up at her again, noticing she scooted closer, “Stop coming closer to me!” he cried out, returning the distance to what it was previously. Even though the girl didn’t think he was a demon, he still felt like he was, just from how he appeared and how his abilities worked. He regretted his outburst immediately, “Sorry.. I didn’t mean to be loud..” he apologized timidly, “You’re hurt.. why are you hurt..? Are you going to be okay?” he frowned, feeling uneasy after she whined from the pain. He continued to hold onto his knees, though he wanted to wipe her tears away for some reason, but he could never."A demon?" Blair's attention snapped back to him, after nearly succumbing to exhaustion. It had started her, and she peered at him closely. He didn't seem like a demon, he just seemed scared and hurt. And lonely. "Demons are mean," she frowned deeply, and scooted closer to him, fresh tears falling down her face as she let out a sharp whining noise at how much it hurt. There was no way she should have been okay, yet she was.
"I don't think you're a d-demon. If you were a demon you wouldn't be scared. And you don't seem mean. You don't look like a demon, either, just...different."