Well... at least someone who can sufficiently run away will perhaps live another day? Serph doesn't think any less of Jack for admitting it. As far as he's concerned, Jack's really not any different from the children who hid behind him so the scary demons wouldn't get them.
He nods in acknowledgement. "Serph."
He doesn't provide any additional niceities like, 'it's a pleasure to meet you,' because it simply doesn't occur to him; no one did that sort of thing in the world where he lived most his life.
That said... Serph keeps his gaze turned outwards, on the lookout for any other monsters that would attack. "You weren't wary of my demon."
Though it's spoken like a statement, it's a question, an unspoken request for elaboration on why, given the reactions ranging from cautious to fearful from most others beyond the Junkyard.
all good :>b
He nods in acknowledgement. "Serph."
He doesn't provide any additional niceities like, 'it's a pleasure to meet you,' because it simply doesn't occur to him; no one did that sort of thing in the world where he lived most his life.
That said... Serph keeps his gaze turned outwards, on the lookout for any other monsters that would attack. "You weren't wary of my demon."
Though it's spoken like a statement, it's a question, an unspoken request for elaboration on why, given the reactions ranging from cautious to fearful from most others beyond the Junkyard.