Trayan kept smiling, but nodded.<br/>"Giving is nice. Demons, I can report, aren't really into it... exchange is more like them."<br/>He looked down on his scar, and waved a finger at it.<br/>"Heh, and I had just complimented you for behaving decently today! A circle? Trying to tell me something or what?"<br/>After he had finished scolding the scar, he returned his full attention to her, dropping his hands again.<br/>"And to tell you the truth... I think it's safe, but I can't tell. Remember, I told you it's from the time I ran away? There was this demon - until then, he had behaved friendly, for a demon - who intercepted me when I was running after reading one of their secret documents. He made it clear that what I had seen was secret, and it was out of the question I could leave. I attacked him. He was a knifer, too".<br/>Trayan shrugged.<br/>"His blade left me that...memory, while we were both carving up each other. It closed rapidly, but has been changing since then. It's not getting bigger, but it tends to move slightly. No big deal, I've had worse."