Outside Sphinx Dorm: Max and Jack
Jack could feel the almost visceral appeal of that laugh. He knew very well how people could utilize their voice to inspire any range of emotions - confidence, dread, sadness, pride - and he knew very well what demons could do with emotions.
Of course, he should not judge Max on his demonhood. The thought just arose, involuntarily, and Jack wondered if it was about Max's presence. Davian and Paxton had been demons, and he'd never had any trouble judging them on that. Of course, those brothers had both met and exceeded his expectations in many respects, but...
Well, people who were too trusting rarely grew as old as Jack.
Jack did not swat those hands away, but when they retreated on their own, the banshee did fussily rearrange the fabric. "I'll be busy, yes," Jack said, "but if you have time right now, I can probably beat you at a game or two in House Kitsune."