She looked into either of his eyes and slowly taking a seat besides him, sinking into it comfortably as she finished her first glass. Khaera nodded slightly, thinking his words over and deciding if she were to be so welcomed within this fine home, what would it harm to open up a bit. He was kind to her, and it made her feel safe…

Giggling quietly she mused over his words. “Demons, you say…I suppose it depends on what kind, no? Not much to tell on my part I think… no brothers nor sisters.. never quite got along with my father or mother.” She shrugged. “If that’s what you mean of course.. I’ve long left them, and I am happy being free here… with no boundaries. Only the path and where it takes you, however long or short, and only the moon and stars to guide you.”

She hummed pleasantly, obliging herself to pour another glass. “I like to think of myself as an artist, loving nature in all her elements, even a romantic I suppose..” Drinking the wine now, it was warm and ran smoothly down her throat, smiling as she savored it’s taste then gently settled it back down on the counter. “Just survive and live and learn, no?” Khaera grinned warmly.