When the worker had asked about demons, Cole had taken a defensive stance. The year might be 2177 but things like prejudice against race and color had not disappeared, and it was even more prevalent in some places as opposed to others.
"what do you mean by how do I feel about demons…. What about demons?" Cole asked, looking up at the worker as he for the first time since he got to the second floor acknowledged his sinster height. The tail that he has been pretty much ignoring since his race change flicked left and right as a sign of Cole's annoyance, he had low tolerance for anything related to racism.
"On the contrary sir, we do not discriminate here. However many people do not get along with the infernal races, demons most of all. But those are prejudices from times past.
