“You like humans then?”
“Like?” he laughed, meowing at the end. “I love humans.
Can I approach?”
“Fine. But keep your mittens to yourself.”
His eyes brightened, and he ran forward, making her scuttle back. He ignored her demand and gripped the wrist of her free hand to pet the back of it. Now that he was closer, he appeared even smaller. He only came to her chin.
“Have you ever written a book?” he asked, turning her hand over to touch her palm with a delicate touch.
“No. I’m not much of a reader either.”
He gave a tsk before looking up to her. “May I see your face? The books talk about so many expressions, and I have not seen many of them. I want to know what they are so I can picture them better.”
She couldn’t help smiling, finding him rather odd, but also no danger to her. Perhaps Reia had too much of a trusting personality. She lifted the mask to show him her face and he gave her a beaming grin in return.
“Look at your eyes! So green, just like in the stories.” He reached up like he wanted to touch them but didn’t, his fingers, and hazardous claws, twinkling in front of them.
“They say same some look like emeralds, others like leaves.
Yours are sparkly! Is this a smile on a human? What does it mean when your lips thin?”
She showed him, and his eyes grew bright.
“You look so angry and annoyed! Another, show me another expression!”
Reia laughed at him, and she thought he was nearly about to jump up and down with obvious glee.
“How about a pout?” she offered, exaggerating when she stuck her bottom lip forward.
His mouth opened wide as if with shock, before he attempted to mimic her. His feline fangs tried to catch on his bottom lip as he jutted it forward.
“I like this one. Can you cry? Demons do not cry tears and apparently much happens on a human’s face when this happens. Does your face go red and snotty like in the books?”
Reia opened her mouth to say that was a far too complex emotion to share without a source. However, the door opened to the shop, and she swiftly shoved her mask down.
He retreated when her name was called, immediately looking cowardly and wary once more.
“Over here,” Reia called out, and Orpheus emerged into the aisle with the Mavka in tow. “See? All safe and sound.”
He came and placed his arms around her, rubbing the side of his head against her mask.
“Not again.”
She rolled her eyes and sighed before pulling away from him to go to the last shelf the feathers led to. It was a book
of monsters, both real and mythological.
It had detailed descriptions of Demons, Duskwalkers, and Ghosts – all of which were real. Then there were the mythical creatures such as Centaurs, half-human, half-horse creatures. Werewolves, humans that were cursed to shift into monstrous wolf like humanoids. Even Phantoms, a creature that lived on the cusp of life, neither alive nor dead. They could be ghostly or be of flesh, like a human.
Why did she want me to have this? Regardless, Reia took it.
She presented all four books to Orpheus.
“Can I have all these?”
“You can have whatever you like,” he answered, and she walked to the counter.
The joyful cat Demon from earlier looked skittish as the Duskwalkers towered from behind her.
“She wants these,” Orpheus told him, not knowing that she and this Demon had already spoken to each other.
He reached into his sack of crystals and offered them to him. The Demon took the hard-cover bound books, wrapping each one in brown paper and then putting them in a bag for her, all the while eyeing the feathers sticking out of her hand.
She gave half to him since it seemed like he wanted them.
“But I have already traded,” Orpheus said with a confused twist of his head.
“I don’t need all these, and he looked interested in them.”
He smiled as he took them, gripping them tightly with both hands in glee. He was rather expressive for a Demon.
Then they started to leave.
At the last moment, Reia turned her head over her shoulder and out of Orpheus’ cloak. She lifted her mask enough and closed a singular eye towards him.
“A wink!” he shouted just in time for her to hear it before the door shut. “Amazing!”
