John rolled his eyes, a smile lifting his lips and a chuckle escaping. "Go on, sunshine. Do what thou wilt" he said, raising his glass.
He wasn't going to get a straight answer out of the Demon. And the conversation was entirely one sided and lacking. But just knowing there was a Demon on board was enough. And that was a problem. With any luck the Demon was just as cut off from Hell as the rest of them were cut off from their universes and respective timelines.
The other problem was that he was no ordinary Demon. He was the Tempter. The snake in the garden of Eden. And if he was left to do what he wanted, he knew the Station could be headed towards trouble. John knew he was going to have to try and keep an eye on him.