The man laughed, a deep, throaty sound that echoed through the dimly lit study. He laughed so hard that he began to hit his legs, a single tear escaping his eye as he doubled over. Wiping the tear away, he leaned closer to the sturdy desk, his hands hitting the wood with a low thud. He glanced up at Silverstein, a glint of mischief in his eyes. "Kill me? Do you know what kind of person I am?" His eerie smile sent a shiver down Silverstein's spine, causing him to tilt his head to the side in curiosity.
"Hm? What else would you be if not human? Or are you perhaps… a Demon?" Silverstein's voice dripped with a casual nonchalance that belied the gravity of his question.
The man widened his eyes, momentarily taken aback by the seriousness in Silverstein's tone. "W... What are you talk—"
