The presence that the man commanded was an impressive one, that was for sure. Not only did everyone quiet down when he first walked in, but they went back to their business, only affording him the occasional concerned glance as he started to yell about being a painting. Faelan noticed him as soon as he walked into the room. Mostly because he looked more human than anything in the damn room, maybe even him. All except his gnarled, demonic arm. It looked awkward and out of place, like a homeless man had got his hand stuck in some molten lava, with some unnatural looking pokes and spikes sticking out.<br/><br/>Although it thought it was weird, the man was in fact staring straight at the two of them as he walked in. Something about the seemed wrong to Faelan, a particular level of unease forming the longer he watched him. The way he so comfortably sat down even irritated Faelan, as if the man thought he owned the place. Shula's defenses went up hard enough for Faelan to sense it through the bond, and he wasn't going to argue with it. "I'm tired, and trying to eat my lunch in peace."<br/><br/>As he continued to eye the man, neither of them backed down, and Faelan was starting to get concerned about just how human Vince seemed. Despite being the man they were here for, his demeanor didn't make it seem like he was here against his will. In fact, the way he held himself up made it seem like he enjoyed having such a presence here. "It's pretty obvious what I am, you've never seen a ghost before?" The lie sat uncomfortably in his throat. The last thing Faelan and Shula needed was some ridiculous demon they weren't sent after finding out he was human. Being surrounded by what could be considered a literal demon army wouldn't hardly help their chances of getting out of here with all limbs attached if they found out he was a human.<br/><br/>Looking like a ghost and being bonded did wonders for most of the demons around here. Shula's immense demonic presence more than overcame his human one, and the bond that joined them made it harder for anyone to differentiate that, but something about Vince didn't seem to fit. Between how human Shula and him already seemed, they had yet to have anyone notice that he wasn't actually a ghost. Not even the shape shifting doppleganger they'd lived with for God knows how long.