A faint smile cracked across Hiseo's lips. It was just the sort of legend that parents always told their children. That at least hadn't changed. Even if the stories took a different form, the monsters altering with time, the message always remained clear. Then again, he didn't disbelieve their truth either. Perhaps a demon lord really did trail his long fingered hand over this land and curse it into pieces. What are you thinking, idiot? he thought to himself. Wasn't he the lord that brought this curse he didn't know how to end?

As Saya continued to talk, he perked up with interest again. So Saya had been one of the villagers to bring him offerings. Although his own bitterness still filled his mouth, he couldn't help but smile. "Is that so?" he hummed, voice light as he took another drink of his tea. "I have received many beautiful gifts over the years. I've always treasured the handwoven and painted things. The tastes of humans is so interesting..." Letting out a wistful sigh, he trailed his eyes over his cavern which was littered with the signs of humanity, though he could admit that his tastes were much in line with theirs. He liked the human trinkets.