Andreas frowned, doing an impressive job of keeping composed. "You're in my home, trying to pick a fight with an injured friend of mine, and overall being quite disrespectful. I at least deserve a proper explanation of what you're doing here." Honestly, he was curious about them calling Saint a "traitor." There might be an interesting story behind that, which Saint himself had never bothered to mention. Well, it wasn't like Andreas went around talking about<span style="font-style: italic">his</span>past either. It was something he would rather pretend never happened.<br/><br/>Anyway, maybe if he could get these wolves to calm down and cooperate a little, he wouldn't have to add to his kill count for the day. Not that he didn't enjoy killing, to an extent. Really though, high demons were notorious of several things: extraordinary power, terrifying true forms, an aversion to sunlight, and extreme laziness. He wanted to sit down and read a book right about now, so the sooner this was over with, the better.