[center][h3][color=00a651][u]Mitra[/u][/color][/h3][/center]

Mitra raises an eyebrow, taking a moment to process all he'd been told. A wizard, huh. That might explain the name and the need for a lair. He's starting to feel excessively foolish for his concern in the first place. His initial assumption might still be right, but it seems increasingly unlikely.

And a plan. He was expecting her to go into some detail, but she surprised him by introducing herself first. He didn't know what to make of her comment about visions - should he be concerned? Then it occurred to him she was possibly an oracle. Oracles had visions, didn't they? Often uncontrolled, he'd heard, and usually somewhat distant into the future. That actually brought up a concern: whatever plan she had, [i]she had no way of knowing it'd work[/i]. When she was saying the plan was risky, she meant it.

He brings his free arm up to his side, as if he's reliving a gunshot. Just because he'd stated he could tank a shot, it didn't mean he wants to [i]be[/i] shot. No, he wants to deliver this damn message and get home and maybe make popcorn with Ravindra as they settle in for the evening to watch some movie of questionable quality. Abberline wasn't in his plans. But he supposes it's too late now. And now Kendra wants to know his deal. He has little trouble sharing it - most people don't believe him until he tears through his skin and skeleton (which, incidentally, is why the shotgun's kept in the car and not in the house. He doesn't need the extra intimidation factor in scaring off intruders, many of whom don't even know demons are real until he's clawing at their bodies).

[color=00a651]"Mitra."[/color] If Kendra's not comfortable sharing her last name, he sees no reason to share his. [color=00a651]"I serve Paimon, King of the West and Ruler of 200 legions of spirits. In return for my servitude of delivering messages and tracking down demons, he has seen fit to grant an... alternate form."[/color] For some, serving King Paimon might be seen as a reason to brag and to hopefully impress the listener; Mitra simply relates the information like he's ordering a burger as a fast food restaurant. He eyes Kendra carefully. [color=00a651]"How 'risky' is this plan of yours?"[/color]

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To summarize: the one 'pulling his strings' most directly is Paimon, and he's more likely to trust the plan if he can be persuaded that he won't be seriously injured or intentionally put into harm's way, at least no moreso than the others will be.
Mitra is asking, in his own way, What does Kendra worry might happen?[/hider]