Nameless listened to her story, his polite attitude to her dropping like a stone the longer he listened, before he gestured to the other side of the fire. "Sit down, now, and be silent unless I say otherwise."<br/><br/>He put out the small flare ups that had started after he had kicked the fire at the succubus, anger coloring his movements, though he didn't do anything until Mirada got back. He simply stared at the demon over the fire, slowly flipping a metal spike between his fingers, distaste on his face as he waited, refraining from his usual response to finding a murdering rapist in his grasp, which was to SLOWLY fillet them, before turning what was left over to the guards.