Silas's eyes widened as his hand reformed himself. "Demon... demon..."<br/><br/>He began laughing, his eyes glazed with madness. "I'm a demon. Some son of a priest is a demon. Hahaha-"<br/><br/>Adell, freshly sent back into reality, glared at slightly unhinged Silas. Shoving Aris aside, she grabbed a hold of Silas by both shoulders and stared him straight on.<br/><br/>"Silas." Her gaze lowered down, as if she was taking a moment before speaking. And when she did, it felt like a tidal wave of both anger and despair towards her friend.<br/><br/>"At least you don't have to avoid the sunlight! At least you don't look like some sort of albino freak! You don't have to drink the blood of others just to survive!"<br/><br/>The last few words halted Silas's laughing, and all he did was stare at Adell.<br/><br/>"You... are..."<br/><br/>"A vampire," she replied.<br/><br/>"Oh." Silas's acknowledgement was curt, uneasy and yet unsurprised. "I always joked about that."<br/><br/>"It's true."