Amon sighed and said, "Fine. . .I suppose that I can look into it if you get me some books. It might take me a while though. Take these humans to their bedrooms, please."
At this point, he was sure. She knew the demon language. He walked over to her, and pulled her into his bedroom. "I know that you can speak the demon language. I'll give you a choice on whether you want to be my translator or not, but you have 10 seconds. "10. . . 9 . . . 8 . . . 7 . . . 6 . . . 5 . . . 4 . . . 3 . . . 2 . . .1 . . ."
"Hf-"
She abruptly cut him off, eyes wide, frantic. She looked like innocence, like prey
"Je suis vraiment désolé de ne pas comprendre... s’il vous plaît, s’il vous plaît, j’ai peur-"
-please don't let him speak french-please let him think I'm crazy-better crazy than mysterious-I just need to pull the attention away from myself-