Zico tried to keep the annoyed look on his face as the human emerged from his hiding place. The demon knew he had been quite slow and therefore stupid at figuring out Alois had been in his closet the whole time, he knew his brothers would have known it in an instant and honestly it stung his pride just a bit.<br/><br/>"I wasn't scared" he lied, knowing completely well he wasn't convincing the male otherwise "I swear it's like you're<i>trying</i>to piss me off." Zico rolled his eyes.<br/><br/>Still it was an enormous relief that the human hadn't gotten far. If he had actually made a break for it Zico was sure he would be able to track him down again, only it might take some time and who knows who the human might have blabbed to in that time. Zico knew well never to trust the words of humans, or demons for that matter. The only person he trusted in his life was Teraph. So when Alois assured him he wouldn't tell Zico didn't believe him for a moment.<br/><br/>The human urged him to smile and Zico sighed in response. Was this guy trying to piss him off or make peace? The demon couldn't figure him out, but at least he seemed genuine when he thanked Zico for the clothing.<br/><br/>"Right" The demon spoke softly, deep in thought, " just don't go recking them like your last clothes, got it?"<br/><br/>Hesitating for a moment Zico reached his hand out to ruffle it through Alois's hair, the way Teraph always did to him when he was younger. He wasn't exactly sure why, but Zico knew he had always found it oddly calming when Teraph did it and Alois seemed like he needed it. He ran his fingers through the soft strands for a moment before withdrawing his hand somewhat awkwardly.<br/><br/>"Hungry?" he asked changing the subject before Alois would have a chance to question him. "I'll cook something" Zico turned and marched off quickly towards the kitchen.