Kol smirked to herself at the reaction of the demon outside of the tent.  ‘Go for it’ he’d said.  She didn’t believe him.  He had settled here for one reason or another, though she could see more similarities between him and these humans than she could of him and the rest of their kind.  He wasn’t the first demon she had run into like that, nor was he the first low level demon that didn’t understand his place in their society.  If he wanted to stop being bullied by others, then he needed to prove that he was a force to be reckoned with.  The weak did not survive.  It was how it always had been.<br/><br/>She raised an eyebrow at the little demon.  “Scare you?  No.  I was merely giving you the information you seek.  You know what I am now and that I am not here for your humans.  You stay out of my way and I’ll stay out of yours.  When I threaten you, it won’t be this clean.”<br/><br/>She was genuinely puzzled at his remarks about demons.  Just how young was this demon?  Was this war all he knew?  Did he live among his kind for very long before this turn of events?  How had he survived it if he had?  His thoughts were too human in the unfairness of it.  Life wasn’t fair and a demon's life was much harsher than most.  It was about survival, strength, and power.<br/><br/>She stared into the darkness as he left in a huff.  She didn’t like the fact that he wanted to befriend Rami, but she wasn’t sure that she had much to worry about.  She knew how Rami felt about demons.  Even if he managed to get through Rami’s feelings on the matter, it may turn out to be useful to have someone to tie Rami here.  She knew that her angel wasn’t planning on staying, though with his offer to the humans, he may not have a choice.  She closed the tent and walked back to her bunk, climbing back onto the top and lying down.