"Not a good influence?" Lydia echoed, looking at him. She blinked owlishly at him. [i]Not a good influence?[/i] 

"Okay, I might have picked up some language from him, but that doesn't make him a bad influence. And he might be a demon, but he was more human than those monsters that kept us captive like animals for years." She argued, now standing. She didn't notice her caramel colored eyes turning to a honey gold as power surged through her.