“Jesus, kid. You sound like one of those children from scary movies,” she said as she shuddered slightly at his words. “I’m never alone from what? I haven’t been running from anything as far as I know. Should I be?” she asked, a little afraid of what the answer might be. Creepy children are the worst, she thought. Violet rolled her eyes. “You’re not letting that go, are you? Fine, I’ll admit it was a stupid excuse. I didn’t really have time to think that one through. But I’ve perfected the latter, I just wasn’t planning on anyone coming by here, so I didn’t use it. However, you’ve made me think twice about that…”
“Maybe I am from a scary movie,” the creature shrugged dismissively. Certainly there were movies about Iblis, anyway. Even if they were grossly inaccurate. Always confusing it with the Christian devil. “There are plenty of things you should be running from. Quite a long list,” it answered politely, elongated claws tapping idly at the creature’s side. “Of course, though, thinking twice no matter the reason is a very admirable trait. Do it more.” A polite smile. “I am intrigued about how you’ve perfected it. So, what’s the phrase? I’ll show you mine if you show me yours.”