"Well it would have been rude if we hadn't introduced ourselves," Ijemaru said, smiling warmly to bury his irritation. "And sorry," he said, "but I couldn't tell you. All of us here have just met recently. Knowing nothing about them, I wouldn't be surprised if one of them was a master." The human looked up at the oh-so-intimidating dragon, his smile becoming something more of a smirk. "Why don't you ask around and find out?"<br/><br/>Black eyed his master. The boy was clearly overstepping his bounds. What did he think he was doing talking to a dragon like that? The brat was going to get himself killed.<span style="font-style: italic">Maybe if I plug my ears I won't have to obey his commands...</span><br/><br/>"Hey Black," Ijemaru's voice drew the demon out of his thoughts, "You're not a master by any chance, are you?"<br/><br/>Black frowned. "Why? Don't you already know?"<br/><br/>Ijemaru smirked. "Honestly, you were harder to look up than I anticipated. I know less about you than you think."<br/><br/>Black raised an eyebrow. "I see."<br/><br/>"So, are you a master?" he asked, smiling curiously.<br/><br/>Black glanced at the dragon before them, weighing his options. "No," he decided.<br/><br/>"Oh, that's too bad."<span style="font-style: italic">Goodness. Are all demons such terrible liars? I'll just make you tell me later then.</span>Ijemaru turned to the dragon and smiled again, "Well, why don't you go check with the others then?"