"I just wanted to go to an art shop." the demon said sheepishly. "But im not going to torture myself." he chuckled and began following Isaac. " dont want you to spend money on me." the pastor was giving him blood. He didnt want to make the human pay the money for supplies.<br/><br/>As he followed Isaac his tail wrapped around his leg. He straightened his vest. One of his wings flicked like a dogs ear that had been blown on. It was almost cute.