Francis found it odd that the half demon asked him about the word "man" as though it were slang. He decided to file that under "ask later" since they were currently being hunted.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FFFF00"><span style="font-weight: bold">"Hunters are always smarter than they look. Especially since they are getting wiser on what works and what doesn't. Which is not good for us but oh so great for them."</span></span><br/><br/>Francis nodded. He didn't want to admit it, but it made a lot more sense than he wanted it to. "I'm usually able to determine how smart they are though. that just means it was a different hunter than the group that gave up." He stated more out of trying to figure out who it could be than to give her any info.<br/><br/>When she gave him her name, he stopped thinking to himself. "Isn't that a bit feminine for a guy?" he asked hesitantly. Then another thought struck him. "Ummm... you aren't part Succubus or anything are you?" he asked meekly. He had met a group of Succubi before, and had merely gotten away unscathed because of his illusion magic creating a copy of himself. He did NOT want to run into those again!<br/><br/>A rustling noise made him quiet as the hunter passed the cave, and perhaps a bit related to his instincts, he grabbed Sol's hand and squeezed it. The footsteps finally retreated and he let out a breath of air, thankful they had not been caught. However he was still holding Sol's hand, not really paying attention to that fact.<br/><br/>"I really need to find Otherworld soon. It's getting annoying having to run for my life everyday." he muttered just loud enough for Sol to hear.