“Aren’t [i]you[/i] a ‘demonkin’? We both saw [i]you[/i] before,” the brothers say simultaneously. 

Cesidia rolls her eyes. “Here we go,” she mutters. 

“When you first stole her!” Jonathan frowns faintly as he gives Dharichar the evil eye.

“You cad,” Arthur smirks.

Cesidia blushes and placed herself between them. “Cut it out! Both of you! Please, just give him a chance to prove himself.”