Illiendi briefly wondered if it would be offensive to use them ans flesh as a map, before burying those dark thoughts behind his winning, charming smile, "Today's fools are tomorrows pioneers." He replied before closing the gap between himself and the desk the man had returned too, glancing to their rolled up map he then returned his gaze to the man. "A place such as this is the only place befitting [b]my master's[/b] curiosity." He concluded before taking up the first map and sliding it atop the crate at his hip, then, with cold eyes burning down upon the little man until he shuffled off, still muttering, to get the other map which, it seemed, was out back.

While the man was gone from the shop front Illiendi returned to his master, his foot falls silent on the wooden floor and he offered him the first scroll, he offered Amano a silent, small smile as he did, a congratulations of sorts. Before he returned to his previous position to await the mans return. When finally Alphonse returned from the back room he carried the scroll, pre-rolled and tied by the looks of it and a dubious look on his face, was this what humans called concern? He put the map onto his desk but didn't remove his hand from the parchment, it was made of much thicker, older paper and the smell of vanillin was strong around the paper. "Your really serious about going kid? Ain't nothing I can do to change your mind? I..." He glanced at Illiendi but finding his back bone he looked straight to Amano, "I beg your pardon but this here man...he ain't any good." Those shrewd eyes having deciphered something of Illiendi but his human mind incapable of comprehending just what he was looking at. "No offence." He added looking at the demon who shrugged faintly in response. "You shouldn't stay around him...that's just my advice." He released the scroll at that point and Illiendi counted out the coins and placed them on the desk before juggling the scroll onto the top of the crate as he had the first. 

At which point he turned and strolled to the door which he pulled open carefully and held for his master, Alphonse muttered something meant only for Amano's ears, "Demon." Though the way he spoke it was more of an insult and warning than a revelation of a secret. Used in the more common way 'demon' had taken to be used, which was to describe those men of bad repute, murderers and thieves, child killers and charlatans. Rather than the man meaning a being actually from hell, though, with face turned to the street, Illiendi did briefly smile at the notion of being compared to such lowlifes.