The demon sat still, still looking up, and after a few moments saw Ben duck down to catch his eye. The vampire was close, very close. Osreor could guess at what Ben might want now, he was well-versed in these kinds of things. The demon leaned back a little to give himself just a bit of space. Keeping his hands on his lap, he texted a bit more.
So they're horns.
Like a goat would have.
He smirked, glancing up at Ben.
Seen anything like that before? You probably have, at school.
He wondered if the vampire did have any demon connections. Maybe he didn't after all. Maybe he was just used to seeing strange things in general.