Kuro can not help but agree with the “Wild Animal” comparison of his kind. For the most part, the description could be considered accurate as far as Kuro is concerned, and he's not about to deny that quite often he would love to treat many of the beasts who pick on him as such. [i]'It's not like below a certain level you can find many who don't just sneak around doing nothing but killing and often times feeding on the flesh of humans, not just consuming the soul. Those lower level ones don't have what it takes to be tactful'[/i] He smiles at the happy look on Aoba's face as he decides on what he wants, but a moment later his smile shifts into a false one as the old woman returns with their drinks.

He lets out a little sigh as she places the wrong cup in front of him and is about to switch them around, but he pauses as Aoba pulls the tea towards him. [i]'Well, this may be interesting'[/i] Looking up at the woman he lays out his order and as soon as she's done writing it down she scoops up their menus and walks off, the click of her heels making Kuro flinch. [i]'Those things. . .Why do humans insist on torturing themselves?'[/i] His attention however shifts swiftly over to Aoba as he takes a drink of his tea. The demon decides it was worth not telling him about the mix up as the little angel's cheeks puff out cutely, and expression he's growing to adore more and more each time he sees it, before pushing the cup towards him.

Shakes his head a little Kuro pushes Aoba's drink to him and murmurs, “She's an old woman. The fact that we got the right drinks is a blessing, even if she got who they go o mixed up. Here's your water luv.” Pulling his tea forward Kuro begins sipping at the overly sweet drink, the chill of it making him feel rather pleasant after all the sun he got earlier in the evening. Setting the cup back down Kuro begins talking fondly about the animals they are to be caring for, answering Aoba's questions about raising and caring for the beasts. Occasionally Kuro wanders off on some story or another about some of the animal encounters he's had over the years, but he always ends up back on the actual animal care before long.

When at last the food arrives Kuro pulls out the ketchup and dumps half the bottle on to his hash and proceeds to mix it all up into a bloody looking cheesy mass with little strips of brown and white throughout. He smiles at the mess before offering the bottle to Aoba then digging into the mess. He makes short work of the hash and move on to his burger, only putting a little ketchup under the bun before taking a huge bite. It's been so long since he's eaten “Well” the demon can not help looking a bit like a garbage disposal as he mows through his meal. He can feel a familiar demon presence in the area, but being in plain view of so many humans, Kuro doesn't even bother with trying to scare the little bugger off. Instead he eats and stares happily att he little fallen angel before him.

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[i]'Look at him! Eating with that think like it's an equal! He's so stupid, he needs to learn how to treat his toys'[/i] Dani sits atop a roof across the street, his legs dangling over the edge as he kicks them lightly. He knows his dear little brother can feel him there, but for some reason he's not responding. Dani doesn't like this. Dani doesn't like being ignored. However, since he knows there isn't much he could do in town without getting into trouble, the little demon contents himself with just staring daggers at his younger sibling. [i]'He'll see. Soon, I'll have his pet for myself, and then he'll see how you're [b]suppose[/b] to treat lesser beings. . . .The book nerd. . . .'[/i]