"Hrmm yes that IS a problem, isn't it?" Rasteva, in all honesty, had no idea what to expect from this supposed 'job'. Rexxa seemed confident enough that she'd be able to learn what was required quickly enough. That would hopefully alleviate some of the attention on her. Once she was unsupervised, she could do as she pleased. 

But the Daemon's greatest fear was running into other Daemons. If the woman's assumptions were at all correct, that meant that more of Rasteva's kind were sure to be lurking around. And not all of them were guaranteed to be pleasant. They would most assuredly be stronger than Rasteva was at this point, and so combat was out of the question. "Well, most of the time my kind would leave each other be. Until very recently that is. And loathe as I am to say it, my weakness may be a blessing right now. As it stands I pose no threat and have no real power to offer anyone. Provided that we don't draw unwanted attention to ourselves, we may survive the coming day." 

It made sense for the most part. At least Rasteva could recall never bothering with their kin until one of them made a nuisance of themselves. Ultimately their survival depended on they and Rexxa keeping themselves out of trouble.

"Though I am afraid I cannot help you with not looking odd to other Humans. Truth be told I doubt we'll have much to talk about tomorrow, save for anything of noted importance. So long as you don't draw attention to yourself when we speak, no one else may even notice."