Mischa was looking up at the demon expecting it to start attacking him, but it made an offer, a reward for helping him, he was holding back a giggle at the funny look the demon gave when he tried to smile as he thought about what he might want from this demon, he didn't know who it was or what it could do, he followed it's gaze toward the agent of light and a that girl with the sword, in fact he didn't really know his own desires that well either...