Kirito chuckled lightly, which was a rare moment in itself. "I suppose you are right, my demon companion." one thing about Kirito was that he never used the word friend anymore. Things always ended bad when he did. But without saying it, he already considered the demon someone close to him. He was glad to have met the dark being since it meant not being alone. He sped down the highway, weaving between cars. Speeding never fazed him and he almost never was caught. He flicked his hand over to the radio and tuned it into some Linkin Park. The song that came on happened to be Burn it Down. "Hows this?" he asked.