It's like I'm the only one who noticed that conversation. Everyone else in public just walked on by.
[???] "So go on then. Let me have it. Tell me, madam, why do I catch your eye so?"
'You're a Demon.'
[???] "Right you are." He smiled, not at all offended at being pointed out for what he was.
But when he got too close to me, his skin turned a little redder, and he frowned, stepping back quick. He couldn't enter handshaking range with me.
[???] "Golly. This must be a special occasion the day has saw fit to bring me. This is, oh, this is of much import. To meet higher power in these streets. I thought I was the only one."
'My business here is none of yours. You know that a god is the anathema to a demonic creature. A pure Demon like you. Touching me would destroy you instantly. So I advise you just stay away and go about your business screwing mortals over.'
[???] "Oh! You drive a knife into me, and we've only just met! But to think I'm about 'screwing' mortals over... oh, the falsehood of it! I want nothing better for them, as it suits me! You must think I'm so much like other Demons, out for as many souls as I can gather. Noooo. That's such a dated sentiment. I'm rather content to just take whatever I can. After all, that's how I got Demigodhood in the first place."
'You. A Demigod.'
[MR. SATURDAY] "Mister Saturday. The only Demigod of Demonkind, and the Crimson Gambler. Named so for the day I sprang into existence and the day I come to claim what's mine with my clients. And my preferred method of deciding what's mine. Charmed."
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