Amora blinked; was he really going to steal her away? The merchant bared his teeth as well, "Do that and I'll slit your throat and feed you to the dogs. She's 300 ducats, no less" The human stared up with big, blue eyes, wondering why this demon was going through so much trouble for her. She ducked her head. From what she had seen when other humans had been bought, most demons treated humans like animals. Literally, they put them on leashes and yanked them around, making them carry heavy loads and even doing horrible things to them if they misbehave and even when they didn't. As much as she didn't want to stay here, she wasn't sure about becoming someone's property