( It really is all very... strange, for what he is. The concept of "friendship". The demon functions through balance (or, he's supposed to, though that balance was made... wrong, back in Peter's home world). But it's there in the spirit of him: exchange, give and take, offering and reward. Even his relationships with summoners and witches, sacred as it may be, is not about friendship. He is an entity bound by certain ancient rules and procedures; he can't even divulge his true name to just anyone.
But he's been learning about such things as "friendship" through many different filters. There's Ange, a witch, who is friends with her demons back home. There are other supernatural beings here who have treated Paimon amicably, the way humans seem to treat their friends. They even text him sometimes...
This is the first time he's directly asked a human about its meaning, however. It does give him another very lengthy pause of silence, mind chewing over what he's been told. Different types of friendship... rather like the hierarchy his kind function through, isn't it? He wouldn't treat his Lord Lucifer the same as his legions of lesser demons, now would he.... There is respect and even affection for both, but in vastly different ways. )
....I see. ( He says; never mind the double meaning as he's staring at Robby like that; yes, Paimon, you really do see, don't you... And he's casting that wide-eyed gaze down for a moment as the human touches his arm. It does draw him to a stop, one fluid movement that has him standing completely still, and completely facing the other as he listens to the questions. And he's very severely giving them thought before reaching a conclusion.... )
They hurt, but it is fine. ( .....He had to think about whether it hurts or not. Feeling physical pain is kind of weird for him, and there are still so many ways he's disconnected from this body, from being tethered to a physical form like this. )
I know how, but I.......... forget. ( Like he sometimes still forgets to breathe.... However, he's been doing much better with that one, since that one has worse consequences, as in, Peter could die. But maybe he needs to reassure Robby, here. )
It is all right. Unlike breathing, it will not kill a human body to not blink. My vessel will not die, and so. You may still be friends. With him.
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But he's been learning about such things as "friendship" through many different filters. There's Ange, a witch, who is friends with her demons back home. There are other supernatural beings here who have treated Paimon amicably, the way humans seem to treat their friends. They even text him sometimes...
This is the first time he's directly asked a human about its meaning, however. It does give him another very lengthy pause of silence, mind chewing over what he's been told. Different types of friendship... rather like the hierarchy his kind function through, isn't it? He wouldn't treat his Lord Lucifer the same as his legions of lesser demons, now would he.... There is respect and even affection for both, but in vastly different ways. )
....I see. ( He says; never mind the double meaning as he's staring at Robby like that; yes, Paimon, you really do see, don't you... And he's casting that wide-eyed gaze down for a moment as the human touches his arm. It does draw him to a stop, one fluid movement that has him standing completely still, and completely facing the other as he listens to the questions. And he's very severely giving them thought before reaching a conclusion.... )
They hurt, but it is fine. ( .....He had to think about whether it hurts or not. Feeling physical pain is kind of weird for him, and there are still so many ways he's disconnected from this body, from being tethered to a physical form like this. )
I know how, but I.......... forget. ( Like he sometimes still forgets to breathe.... However, he's been doing much better with that one, since that one has worse consequences, as in, Peter could die. But maybe he needs to reassure Robby, here. )
It is all right. Unlike breathing, it will not kill a human body to not blink. My vessel will not die, and so. You may still be friends. With him.