[i]'You would, would you? Heal a demon even if not under orders? I believe you little mouse, you have no reason to lie, but you do realize what you are saying. Your kind is the life long enemy of mine. Saying you would heal me even without orders is tantamount to saying you would commit treason'[/i] He chuckles lightly. [i]'What could that information do for you? Well, if there was actually any chance that they would believe you, then you'd get out of this depressing job rather quickly. They'd schedule my execution the very next day. However from what I've seen, no one would believe him, especially since no one seems to take him seriously on any other matter'[/i]

As the boy begins to ramble on, Kuro just listens happily, letting the righteous anger wash over him like a small wood fire. Being a demon he could quite literally hop in a volcano and swim around like the lave is just thick water. Fire and heat represents home to him, so the burn of his impotent anger is a very happy feeling. When he at last falls silent Kuro chuckles happily at him, letting the sound putter off into a sad sigh. “It's sweet that you say you would heal me even without orders, but I doubt your fellows would let you In fact, I would be careful about saying stuff like that around them. They may take it the wrong way. They may think you're a demon sympathizer and bring your faith into question. Right now at least they think you're just trying to prove yourself, seeing all your eagerness because of that goal. If they begin to think any different, I shudder to think what would happen to my poor Little Mouse. . . .”

His voice trails off, letting the words linger for a bit before gazing up at the boy with a fond look in his eyes, abiet a sad one. “As to them trying to kill me Little Mouse. . . .No, they are not trying to kill me. If they were, I'd be dead already. They want me alive for now, and as soon as they no longer want that, they are indeed going to kill me. They could not risk sending me back to earth, unsure of what all I've learned here and what tidbits I could feed the other demons to help them kill your kind. That and releasing me back down there is like giving me permission to kill more humans.” He looks softly to his hands. “Though I have never killed more than I needed to, being a demon I can't help what I am or what I need, and all I've seen is a hall, a cell, and a small room. . .No Little Mouse, I will not survive this place no matter how badly you want me to live.” He gives Aoba one more soft smile. “Not all angels are a noble as you love. . . .They have no problem taking a life they do not see worthy of going on. . . . .”