“Argh, [i]this[/i] is what you wanted us here for? I can’t believe that I had to put off my meeting for this!” The white-haired demon grumbled under his breath. What a waste of time! He was going to his usual spot with Mathisen and Emeric, but now he had this to deal with instead. Not worth it! 

He huffed in irritation, glaring down at the girls. Lucius, 'the [i]good son[/i],' started going on about pleasantries and such or something like that. Why did he care? Nobody really cared what happened to the little lowlifes! 

He continued growling to himself as his eldest brother took his time examining the creatures and the other two made their comments. Maybe if he just grabbed one and left, he could still meet up with his friends and go out. These humans were all the same, anyway, weren’t they? No need to spend so much time brooding over this choice. 

He turned to Lucius, seeing that expression he always hated on his face. To him, it looked smug, like he was too important to even bother with anything. “You really have to let someone else make your decision? How uncool.” Nicolai shook his head with a shrugging motion, a smirk on his face. “Or is it your idea of being generous? Whatever, I don’t have time for all this anyhow.” 

Moving swiftly in front of the remaining girls, he noticed the white haired one shaking like a leaf and bent down to her level. Something wrong with her eyes, he saw. Waving a hand in front of her face, he snickered. “Quality control really sucks, apparently! Geez, I can’t believe these were handpicked!” Smirk widening, he dropped his hand from in front of her face and grabbed her wrist. “Well, too bad, guess you’ll have to do ‘cause again, I don’t have time for this! Don’t worry, I’m sure even [i]my[/i] mutt-blood will be enough to overrule your deficiencies!”