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As the girl began to frantically wave her arms and shake her head, he listened to her speak hectically, her words colliding together and her speech seemingly fast paced. Upon the first half of her freak out, the demon quirked a brow and blinked, wondering how much longer he had to sit there and listen to this. She seemed to be going on and on about his eyes, which didn’t have any relevance to anything. He could’ve been back in Mephy’s office, doing something much better than dealing with this girl. It played throughout his mind of what his ulterior motive was, and he’d actually had forgotten. Why was he here again? It was easy enough for him just to stand up and walk around her—that’s probably what she wanted anyways.
That’s probably what she wanted, anyways.
If that was the case, he might as well just stick around for the sole purpose of being a nuisance. He crawled over and behind her, putting his hand over her mouth to keep her quiet. The slight pressure from covering the girl’s mouth brought pushed her head back a little, with her soft, blonde locks resting against the demon’s chest.
“Just— stop talking. I want you to do something for me.”