"F-Fine." the demon moved away from Isaac. He let out a growl, laying back on the couch. He grabbed the notebook and pored over it. The sound of pencil on paper filled the air. He went silent. It was apparent that the hungrier he got, the more he acted like a pmsing teen. He sniffed a bit and rubbed his nose.<br/><br/>Small wings spread from his back and he flapped them. His tail curled out and rested in his lap. "do you want any answers? Im sure you have a lot of questions about my kind. And my biblical meaning, if i know you at all."