[b] [u] Grey Onyx [/u] [/b]

Grey listened to Lucilia's reasoning, and was a bit embarrassed when he had realized how rude his previous statement was. He hadn't intended it that way, but that just seems to have been how it came out. Even so, he found he disagreed. [b]"There's some truth to that, but I find that a visible defense force conveys a feeling of safety ma'am. most people don't trust things they can't see."[/b] he said matter-of-factly. In any event, the woman continued as she began to set a veritable mountain of paperwork on the desk. Grey listened intently, nodding every so often. Eventually, she finished, crossed her arms, and smiled. There was nothing friendly about that smile... Gods this woman was intimidating. And people thought he was scary...

Grey picked up the papers, but before he left, Lucilia asked if he had any questions, as well as warned him not to bother the inhabitants. Actually, there was one... [b]"I do, actually. So when I was at the gate there was this parade of demons with, uh, with a couch..."[/b] He said, Some of his earlier confusion seeping into his tone. [b]"That's not normal, is it?"[/b]