He wasn't sure when he'd realized there was something odd about this human. Maybe it was when he was told he wasn't allowed to kill her, in a condescending tone he was used to from Daddy-dear, one that said there was more to it. But nothing that Syra did particularly surprised him anymore, interesting as it may be. Still, smart as he was, his reactions to things tended to be rather childish, and right now he was excited. It was just like playing a game to him. "Your room, hm? Is that the first place you take every demon you meet, or am I special?"