@hell-of-a-gentleman
Arthur tsked, crossing his arms in an annoyed fashion. “How have you managed to manifest yourself anyways?”
The demon sat back, resting his arms behind his back as he leaned back.
“Since when did you become so interested in my beginnings?”
He crossed his leg over his knee, and eye’d the demon. “Since I realize you were milling about ‘causing trouble with my bloody face.”
