"My aim?" the demon echoed. He'd never been called into question before. "My aim is to take you out to a nice restaraunt and then walk you home, and maybe talk to you again another time." Helphatrax said matter-of-factly. Not knowing the propper response to such a question. Helphatrax took advantage of the fact that Calmina was still holding his hand, sending warm waves of trust through her, and supressing her instincts. "What brought that up all of a sudden? If I might ask." the fiend asked, now sending a steady stream of trusting feelings and comfort into the fleshling.