Tale As Old As Time
If it were him, he would have left a long time ago!
Grunting, the demon clicked his tongue and then looked down on his serpent. Again, as if in silent conversation, Fyn watched as dozens of emotions flashed on the demon's face in a span of a few seconds. There was mostly anger, but there was something that reminded Fyn of an emotion he only ever saw in children. The emotion that would flicker in them once their mothers tell them they would not be having sweets for dinner.
The demon was... annoyed.
And Fyn wasn't an idiot, he knew it was probably annoyed at him.