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[She's a fascinating demon. All claws and snarling and fierce, feral strength like a monster- but she's 'friends' with another monster, and so, once the threat's over, she makes her approach. Not quite a sycophant - she's too proud for that, even with everything else considered - but there's certainly something just that side of deferential in her tone, her posture. A straight-backed respect and admiration in an appeal to whatever ego this woman has.]

I have some water, if you need it?

[Or...whatever passes as water. Kinda weird color for it, but it hasn't killed her yet. And it's already being offered out, a clear bottle displaying the liquids inside.]