He naturally picks the overseer out of the crowd, a tall, bull-headed creature, armed with a whip, the only proper-looking demon, out of the crowd of Dretch workers. He snorts, as Draiss approaches. "Lost?! Likely story, I..." he starts to speak, raising his whip, then stiffens, and drops the whip, as, apparently, he senses something. A moment later, he drops to his knees. "Please, forgive me, Lord*... I did not recognize your aura.<br/>"<br/>(Actual phrase is Demonic would be something along the lines of 'Mighty and Powerful All-Seeing Demon Lord', perhaps with a few more compliments and superlatives; not directly calling him this demon's Lord.)