Lost Creek Hollow I Am the Once, Now Irreplaceable Son

"Perhaps it's because my companion won't talk in a friendly fashion, no?" It was said with no malice and the devil chuckled slightly. The best they could always do was repeat, repeat, and repeat some more to get a satisfactory reaction or answer. Perhaps not how Dantalion wanted to go, but she did gain a rather interesting day for the moment, as the man shouldered her to move past.

With a more mock to her tone, "oohhh, scary."