Shimour towered over Eiro as he stepped in front of the desk, looking down at the demon curiously, "So, spit it out, why did you start looking for me?"
Eiro simply smiled in response, as he sat down, intertwining his fingers, "Do you even need to ask? Don't you deal with information as well? It should be simple for you to come to a conclusion."
"...Then let's cut right to the chase. I'm not planning on teaching you, and I doubt the others think differently," Shimour's words weren't the biggest surprise to Eiro, but he had hoped that it would be different, "Is there nothing I can do to convince you otherwise?"
"Very little."
"So there is something after all."
