Rasteva made a noise of surprise, their smoke form flattening to mirror the emotion before recollecting itself quickly. Sara agreed to help them, which was good. But she seemed rather despondent about doing so. The girl's forced laugh did not escape the Daemon while she hurriedly attempted to reassure them. Their gaze shifted towards the soaked Teddy Bear laying forgotten on the counter and the Daemon felt another surge of guilt. The stuffed animal was Sara's only companion and in short order Rasteva had attempted to kidnap it, gotten it stolen and nearly destroyed. Even after all of this she APOLOGIZED to the Daemon, taking a measure of responsibility for a problem that she hadn't even caused to begin with.

And yet despite this she was still agreeing to assist them.

Needless to say Rasteva was at a loss for words. At best they had expected Sara to tell them to leave. At the absolute worst they had gone into it expecting a great deal of screaming one her part. The Cloud began to float lazily near the ceiling, deep in thought. Her agreement to assist could not go without payment. It would be poor form to take so much from a person without repayment, and so the Daemon resolved to gift her with something in return once they had regained a proper form.

But that could not happen until they got one in the first place.

Drifting back down to eye level, Rasteva posed a query to the Human. [color=9e0b0f]"You have heard of Daemons before? You say that what transpired was normal here?"[/color] It was beginning to make sense all of a sudden. The casual nature of Ethan's and Betulri's interactions. Sara's almost complete lack of surprise when first confronted by Rasteva. Her.....It became quite clear to Rasteva and they didn't like it in the slightest. The Daemon tore themselves from their musings to speak to Sara. [color=9e0b0f]"You claimed that this has been happening for some time. That someone else was causing this? Show me, I must see this for myself first hand."[/color]