Asran looked away shaking his head deeply, and faintly chuckled. He leaned back against a fence post, and summoned a chair made of dark magic. “Goodness, decency... That really doesn’t sound like a demon lord now does it. Besides I’m not just going to turn into a garbage disposal just for you self serving humans. I’m a lord not ever will I be your equal or your lesser. It’s like asking the sun, and moon to obey a baby. Honestly with the way you humans wage unnecessary wars over the shittiest of reasons, sounds like an infant having a tantrum,” he smirked behind his helmet. He leaned his head back to look back at Astoria. Then pulled out some meat, and the mouth part of his helmet peeled back so he could eat. “Then again *chew* you adults are too ugly *chew chew* from sin to be as cute as children or babies.” He then swallowed wrong as he realized what he’d just said he sat up hard coughing. Trying to get the meat that had somehow someway gotten stuck in his gluttonous throat down. He frantically looked through his travel gear for a water jug.