After Vieru gave his own name, the girls introduced themselves. The girl with the Cuccos was Rida, and the other one was Mari. He caught the slip of the tongue that Mari pulled. Had she been about to say valued customer? She's be disappointed to find out that he didn't have any money. He lived almost entirely off the land. And what he couldn't get from the land, he swiped off the carts of passing merchants. He didn't really consider it stealing, when he made the passages they took safer and made sure they got to their destinations. A scrap of fabric or two really didn't make much of a difference anyway.

The demon was extremely wary when the Cucco, Henry, who had attacked him before suddenly jumped into his lap and settled down. He stared at it for a moment before deciding it would be best just to leave it there. It would save him the pain of being pecked at. The girl, Rida, said something about becoming friends with him. "I guess time will tell." He said vaguely, though he doubted that anybody would even consider becoming friends with him. As the two girls settled down to eat, Vieru's eyes darted around nervously. Sitting out here in the open was not what the demon was used to. He liked staying hidden, as it usually meant he was attacked less. Or at least tried to attack, he wasn't so proud that running wasn't an option.

The feeling of having something warm and fuzzy on his lap was unfamiliar and odd, but not unpleasant. Cautiously he reached down and pat Henry, hoping not to anger the fluffy creature. The feeling of being pecked when he did nothing wrong was still fresh in his mind. Mari mentioned the guild again and Vieru once again wondered what the guild thing was about. The guild, descendants, people interacting with him, none of it made sense. He really hoped that his questions would be answered in time.