He immediately knew when the other demon entered his presence. An eyebrow arched upward, but otherwise Saerian did not react very much. This was not someone he knew. She certainly did not outrank him. He waited for a child to sink a ball into a fishbowl and walk away with a fish before turning to acknowledge her at all.
Saerian lit a cigarette, taking a long pull on it, and tilted his head. "That's going to turn out badly," he said, pointing at the kid and the fishbowl.