After the girl spoke, the demon merely stared at her. He stared, before raising an eyebrow, disappointed she knew so little English. The demon's head dropped, he sat in a criss-cross position as he hovered mid-air in front of the girl, his left elbow on his knee as his head rested in his left hand. He wasn't quite sure what exactly the language was, but it sounded to be along the lines of Japanese.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Great...</span>The demon thought to himself as he now rubbed the left side of his head, his hand even brushing against one of his horns. It was truly a marvel how he ever ended up in a foreign country in the first place. First he took a bet to see how far he could warp to, so he could please some people, and now here he is. Now that he thought about it, he had always made sure to stay at least within countries that spoke a language he knew.<br/><br/>Knowing he was in a foreign country, he likely would have by now attempted to warp back to his own. The only thing stopping hom from this, was seeing a young girl lost. He wasn't a creepy child stalker or anything, even though he did like children and all other people alike, but he knew that young children were a thing to be watched. Straightening his legs, he descended slowly until his feet touched the street below. The demon gave the girl another smile, placing one hand behind his back as he hunched over, so she would feel less small, and outstretched one hand towards her slightly. All the while he considered in his head just how he would be able to communicate with, or understand her.