Event Private Gift Giving Pride

Colten let his tail relax and uncoil from the chair leg, deciding that Jackal wan't going to be difficult about demons needing to revel in sin. He took another sip of his wine and smiled.

"Is it arrogance to be proud of managing to find a way to establish yourself in a new place? I don't know about the last of your listed... accomplishments, but the other two I know well. Colten Morey the Author is only one of many coats I wear- i'm not a hat kind of fellow," he smirked slightly and tapped a single finger against one of his horns. "Grovefire is more than just a home to me, you see. My true legacy should be the work I do helping push for the needs of demonkind to be met here. We tend to have our special interests and complications that not everyone is willing to entertain. Many demons here struggle to adjust and I, and my staff of course, provide resources and a refuge."

He might have been one-upping Jackal by moving the focus from one person's struggles to a whole subset of people's struggles. But what he said wasn't untrue. And he smiled openly with great pride as he spoke of Grovefire and his work with demonkind on the island.

Colten fixed his shirt collar and then nodded. "I am naturally quite discerning with whom I lay- not that I mean to place my tastes above yours of course. Companionship is a fulfilling goal for sure." And that was probably all he was willing to share on that subject. His tail flicked as their conversation progressed onto the more interesting topics, from his perspective, of demons and special requirements.

He smiled softly and then chuckled. "Everyone has their own special interests and complications. But am I to assume you are really intending to point out that you are not part of demonkind at all? That is of course for you and you alone to decide." It was an interesting thing, determining if someone actually should be considered a demon or not. The variety in demons already present on the island was vast and more arrived all the time.

Ultimately though it mattered very little. Colten would still continue the nice meal and interesting conversation regardless of Jackal's species. Associating only with demons would have been taking things a bit too far.

Colten listened to the explanation as he finished his appetizer and slid the plate off to the side. Opting not to interrupt until prompted for his opinion. The end of his tail coiled around one leg of his chair for safekeeping. "Some people to tend to think of demons and angels as two sides of the same coin. In most cases having one without the other as a foil would not work. But with the infinite number of different viewpoints i'm not overly surprised there is a type of holy demon equivalent. Unfortunately Grovefire is more well equipped for those of the more traditional demonic ilk, though we expand our capabilities by the day."

He shrugged. If Jackal wished to not be defined as a demon that was up to him. "Tell me though, is your purpose here something you can share or is a secret most divine that would cause my horns to burn off?" He joked with a smile, fully knowing that perhaps such a thing really did exist. But naturally this wasn't the man or the moment likely to reveal such things so recklessly.

Colten nodded at the waiter who then immediately stepped over to refill their drinks, followed shortly by their meals as well arriving at the table. Well, the next of several courses anyway. Fancy dinners and all.

"Yes, I would very much appreciate you not killing stray demons by accident. That would make my own work much more difficult," Colten chuckled as he began to eat slowly and politely. "It would seem we are not too dissimilar in our tasks. Your holy connection and the specifics-aside, of course. If I wasn't concerned that your presence might prove to be a problem for some of my less resilient guests I might have made you an offer to come work for me. Sadly though I suppose that won't be possible. I have heard you are quite capable."