It's when the child speaks — communication returned, contact secured — that the demon also Realises there's more to this, to the child. There's something there, something his spirit prickles in sensitivity to. And so his stare opens a little, pupils widening, expanding even more. Gazing back at the child-thing, but calmly, just quietly taking him in without blinking a single time... ever.
They are just two very normal dudes having a very normal business exchange.
It just makes Paimon feel ever more confident and excited in what he's looking at (if they're coming from Something Not Entirely Human, then they're surely extremely good!) and he's leaning a bit closer, eyes slowly traveling to each one as they're pointed out.
Headaches, sore throats, coughing. Joint pain. These are all ailments that his human vessel experiences on occasion (frequent occasion really, Peter doesn't exercise or eat healthily, or drink water....) He thinks his Witch could also make use of them, perhaps add them to her own potions or experiments.
He's very quiet and very serious for a few moments, thinking which he wants to bring home. The especially-murky joint pain one for sure; it looks nice and cloudy and important. The demon gestures to it, feeling excited.
"I would like this one. And.... this one." Cue the one for headaches. And as for something offered in return — the demon holds up a hand and gives a little shift of his fingers. With a soft tinkling sound to the air, a solid gold coin appears in his fingers, and his eyes brighten a little; he loves showing off his conjuring to anyone...
"I have these. They are shiny, and the people here enjoy them for trading. I will provide as many as you desire."
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They are just two very normal dudes having a very normal business exchange.
It just makes Paimon feel ever more confident and excited in what he's looking at (if they're coming from Something Not Entirely Human, then they're surely extremely good!) and he's leaning a bit closer, eyes slowly traveling to each one as they're pointed out.
Headaches, sore throats, coughing. Joint pain. These are all ailments that his human vessel experiences on occasion (frequent occasion really, Peter doesn't exercise or eat healthily, or drink water....) He thinks his Witch could also make use of them, perhaps add them to her own potions or experiments.
He's very quiet and very serious for a few moments, thinking which he wants to bring home. The especially-murky joint pain one for sure; it looks nice and cloudy and important. The demon gestures to it, feeling excited.
"I would like this one. And.... this one." Cue the one for headaches. And as for something offered in return — the demon holds up a hand and gives a little shift of his fingers. With a soft tinkling sound to the air, a solid gold coin appears in his fingers, and his eyes brighten a little; he loves showing off his conjuring to anyone...
"I have these. They are shiny, and the people here enjoy them for trading. I will provide as many as you desire."