[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/PnMxvK5.png[/img][/center]
[b][color=7e9ebc]Time[/color][/b]
🌀 Morning.

[b][color=7e9ebc]Location[/color][/b]
🌀 Riverport - Cheap Inn.

[b][color=7e9ebc]Interactions[/color][/b]
🌀 [@FunnyGuy] - Kaleb.

[b][color=7e9ebc]Mentions[/color][/b]
🌀 N/A.

[b][color=7e9ebc]Equipment[/color][/b]
🌀 Regal clothes.
🌀 Tome.
🌀 356 Amas.

[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/ToiIM6a.png[/img][/center]

It was indeed true that Inori had done nothing to help the situation, and the demon would have been lying if he claimed not to enjoy the sight. Surface dwellers were a crucible for chaos, and their never ending pursuit of soothing its constant presence was a practice of futility clearly seen as entertainment by otherworldly beings such as Inori. 

He was a bystander, an observer recording transpired events within the swirling recess of his mind before eventually putting it to paper. Even so, had he attempted to offer aid, Inori was quite certain others would have seen it as a means of hostility. A demon wielding its power during such a sensitive moment in time begged the question of whether benevolent intentions were at the forefront. 

With a tilt of his head Inori shifted a crimson gaze towards yet another human. They came in all shapes, sizes, and colors it would appear. Something the demon was unused to. [i][color=7e9ebc]’What the fuck is a Smurf?’[/color][/i] He found himself pondering, before the creature’s fingers grasped the strap of his shoulder bag. A conclusion drawn was that surface social etiquette had been increasingly difficult to navigate. 

Inori needed a moment to process this and plan a decent course of action. [color=7e9ebc]”Ah you mean me,”[/color] came a sheepish grin. Human lingo passed over the demon’s head. [color=7e9ebc]”I should be taking my leave as well. Enjoy the rest of your day, and that promise of drinks will have to wait until.., how do you say it? ‘Rain check’?”[/color] A faint chuckle escaped him.

The infernal’s words were accompanied by a hand wave before his shape appeared to distort, an azure wind moving to phase the demonic entity from place, where he vanished. He needed time to document everything that had just happened, and relations were strained.