( The demon listens intently to what they say. Eradicate, grow stronger... They seem to very clearly understand their own Purpose, here.
Paimon's drawn in like a moth to flame.
Paimon, who is one part a great king meant to lead and guide others himself, but paradoxically, one part a strange, lost thing desperately seeking the guidance that he was abruptly cut off from.
Something in the demon latches on so immediately to the concept of following the child. Following their Purpose. As much as Paimon can command, he can also obey; his role truly involves both, and the way he words it suggests a sort of obedience— )
I will assist you. ( Black eyes grow wider still, but at once they flash with gold, an inhuman brightness that comes from the spirit of himself. )
We can.... share. ( He imitates the word they used, tongue moving slowly around it with a deliberate thickness, as though feeling it out. He likes the feel of it, of working as one unit. )
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Paimon's drawn in like a moth to flame.
Paimon, who is one part a great king meant to lead and guide others himself, but paradoxically, one part a strange, lost thing desperately seeking the guidance that he was abruptly cut off from.
Something in the demon latches on so immediately to the concept of following the child. Following their Purpose. As much as Paimon can command, he can also obey; his role truly involves both, and the way he words it suggests a sort of obedience— )
I will assist you. ( Black eyes grow wider still, but at once they flash with gold, an inhuman brightness that comes from the spirit of himself. )
We can.... share. ( He imitates the word they used, tongue moving slowly around it with a deliberate thickness, as though feeling it out. He likes the feel of it, of working as one unit. )