"Yeah well, joke's on you," The demon replied, though he had no intention of finishing that sentence. He grumbled as he stared back at her, "Why do you waste time drawing and painting those circles, anyway? It's easier to visualize and focus the necessary constructs with your own magic, it's basic magic. Who the hell even trained you?" He demanded of her a little. The problem with referencing Penny and Hannah was that he'd barely witnessed that, only Penny appearing from thin air, she hadn't yet turned them into objects in front of him.

He glared at her whens he mentioned making peace, her request to speak of Hadrien, even her claims of caring. It was soon followed with a sneer,
"What I know of Hadrien is that if he came here personally, right now, he'd kill us all without a second thought. You, the runt, blondie and me. And everyone nearby. And now I know why he's so damn worried. You shouldn't be so damn soft, either, I would have killed you, given the chance, whether you were able to defend yourself or not. That's reality and it's how the others will act."

He grew slightly silent then, staring aside as he normally would, though he couldn't do much again, it was strange to him in a certain way that moving in this new form felt as natural as his own body, but perhaps it wasn't so strange. At this point he was definitely used to sitting still in one place,
"You dony make any sense, human, you should know I have no intention of helping you, yet you still waste your time on me. Even caring for me makes no sense, my purpose was to kill you, I certainly don't care what happens to you or those two."