Grace
*Vylius would let out a low calming growl, almost like a purr from a cat.* "Perhaps when you killed my assassin and defied me. However, that's in the past, all that matters is that you are alright." 
*While this was true, Vylius was also thankful he didn't lose everything by sending Skulker and 10 of his Hunters out to reduce him in the first place. The Shadow was back at his port with the help of his aquatic monsters. So in the grand scheme of things, he lost very little. Skulker might have been his chosen assassin, but at the moment stealth isn't really a concern.*
Travis
*Closed his eyes slowly as he layed on the ground curled up, holding onto himself before he would speak once more*

`"Forgive me father, if you wish to kill me I understand, I just want to know am I any different from the other demons under your command? What makes me so different?"`

*He would ask wanting to know the answer did he see him as a son even though adopted or was he just another means to an end within his army souly because he has use, what if he had no use? Couldn't cast magic couldn't use tactics?*
Grace
"No, I wouldn't want that. You perceive me as a tyrant to my own people. However I am not. You and the rest of my demons are my children that means you as well. All have a place here. Which makes you one of my children, adopted but one nonetheless. You are different because of the aptitude of your magic and personality. You are indeed formidable, but your strength came at the cost of torture and other traumatic events. So need not to worry, you are one of my children."