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The demon brandished his blade. Was he actually planning on doing something with that? Maybe this guy was deficient in more than just the looks area.. but who was Jordyn to judge; he'd given people worse visions, he'd seen worse sights. Yeah.. that was why he needed the sleeping pills from Tarik, right? To.. ease his weary mind, or something.

So full of ****.

Alice shot him a look that he didn't get. Weren't they just all buddy-buddy the night before ? 'Well, okay. Whatever to you too then,' came his internal voice. He saw her run across to the bird-man and a brow raised, 'Oh, that's a different whatever entirely.'
A laugh almost manifested itself when he heard the judgement that this 'guard' formed based on the demon's story. He couldn't bring himself to agree with the manner in which the situation was handled. All that meant though, was that any offenses done on his part should be similarly treated.

This red guy was an interesting one. A bit odd from the way he spoke but.. wasn't everyone at this mansion a little odd? Even the crumpled-looking bird.

"I'm leaving." Jordyn parroted after him, taking a few steps in his direction - slowly bringing his arms to his side. "I'm following you."
Did it matter that this guy was armed and maybe dangerous? Probably not. Jordyn mused that this would be good exercise if the security at Barlo Mansion was so light and dismissive.
Once the red guy remained the..charming fellow he was, Jordyn will get answers.