The silence felt awkward to Zico, all silence did except when he was with Teraph. He could never quite tell what other people were thinking, and there was always that soft fear that it was about him, that they were judging him, looking down on him in some way. More often than not that was exactly what they were doing after all, at least back in the main house with the other demons. Alois was also someone he found it difficult to read, and as he continued cooking calmly, internally Zico was scrambling for something they might be able to talk about, something to break this silence.<br/><br/>It was Alois who finally broke it and Zico immediately found himself preferring the silence. The demon reached for his glass and downed the entire thing to buy himself some more time before he had to answer. Thankfully Teraph hadn't joined them yet as his brother probably would have done something crazy like be honest with the human.<br/><br/>"I was draining your soul" Zico said as he placed the glass down and turned his back to the human to stare at the pot of pasta "which would have killed you, yeah.... nothing personal". It wasn't really such a lie, Zico knew he would have killed the human had his brother not interrupted, though whether he would have successfully claimed the human's soul was an entirely different matter. Zico had never absorbed a soul without his blades before and the demon was particularly sensitive about it. Not that he was about to tell Alois that.  "But don't worry, I won't try it again, my brother can be quite terrifying when he's angry"