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Damakos listens intently while Tsukasa answers each of his questions. She sounded considerably worried for her life. This is a good thing only because he has not managed to spot any visible weapons on her. With both hands in the air, she is unable to reach for any concealed ones. The concealed ones made him keep his distance.

His eyes scan up and down for anything odd or suspicious. When she rolls the stone over to him, he ignores his own curiosity to address her. “Well Tsukasa, your willingness to cooperate is a peace offering” he enunciates. “The longer you cooperate. The longer you live”.

Ironically, he takes her origin as an orphan roaming the streets at face value. Most Tieflings tend to live like that due to being called hell spawns or half-fiends and such. Her body language, though restricted helps to confirm it. It evokes some sympathy for her.

Damakos steps backwards significantly. “Step into the room and keep your hands where I can see them. Walk towards the bed, face it and do not touch the bag on your way in” he demands.

“Apology accepted. I will leave so that you may settle into this room peacefully. Additionally, I apologize for the hostility. This is just business, nothing personal”.