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</div><br/><span style="font-size: 22px">Otto Hindel</span><br/><br/><br/>He shook his head, looking up at her over his glasses. For a minute he just continued to hum, listening to her. Memorizing the notes it seemed. After he stopped humming is when the demon spoke.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#1e90ff">"I know you'd answer them, but it seems there are things you'd rather not talk about. So I won't force you to talk about them. At least, not here. And might I say you have quite the voice. How long have you been alive? I've met very few who can hit notes in the way you can."</span>Otto eyed her curiously, tilting his head just the slightest bit to the side.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#1e90ff">"It's a talent that can only be acquired over time. Quite a long time too."</span>And then he was smiling, sitting up straight and adjusting his glasses, radiating warmth.