The young human watched with a smile and gave a slight wave as the dragon moved on to converse with some of the others. In their current position, Black was standing behind the boy. With out turning to face his familiar, Ijemaru asked a question. "What would you say Black?" he asked, "Did she seem scared to you?" There was something different now in the tone of his voice, almost dark. Though the demon could still tell from the enunciation of certain vowels that the boy was still smiling slightly.<br/><br/>"I wouldn't know," he answered, partially out of defiance.<br/><br/>"Come on?" the boy asked, turning to face him now. The demon had been right. There was still a slight smile on his face, though his narrowed eyes contradicted the expression. "It's inconceivable to me that you've never had a confrontation with a dragon before."<br/><br/>Black turned his head off to the side and closed his eyes in frustration. "It's not like I made a point of analyzing them. I think she looked perfectly confident-- even intimidating."<br/><br/>Ijemaru lowered his head, smirking now. "You're telling me that you don't have some sort of demon instinct that tells you when someone's afraid?" Black let the silence answer for him. "I see..." the human said simply.<br/><br/>"Did you think she seemed afraid?" The demon asked after a moment.<br/><br/>"As a matter of fact. Now come on. Let's go back inside; I'm hungry." It wasn't an order, but for some reason, Black followed his master anyway.