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Sitri has lived long enough to know that humans are incredibly greedy things; taking what isn’t theirs and then wanting even more for their own gain. He thinks that is perhaps why they took him, though he doesn’t like to be considered a part of a collection, let alone a human’s. Saying that he is annoyed would be an accurate description, or maybe even an understatement. There is a high chance that the demon is angry, though he knows better than to act out upon it since doing so won’t solve a thing, let alone get him back to some place familiar. 

The place where they brought him bears no familiarity to anywhere that the demon has stepped foot on before. He is slightly curious of how things work, though he does have a faint idea since there are some similarities between this place and others. Though how many, he isn’t quite sure about. He takes as much as he can in while walking amongst the people, gaze shifting this way and that. It’d be best to try and find something that sticks out, just in case he found himself in this area once more. Being lost and asking for aid would be somewhat embarrassing and maybe even a bit damaging to his pride. Now that it crosses his mind, Sitri thinks that maybe he is lost know, though nothing in particular is being looked for at the moment, so maybe he isn’t.

He wanders for a few minutes longer, going wherever there is something that catches his interest even for a moment. He finds himself amidst rows and rows of – to be honest, he isn’t quite sure what they are. He taps his nail against one, the sound it makes in response remind the demon of whatever material Astaroth’s aircraft is constructed of, though the thing in question is noticeably smaller. It is curious enough to make prince want investigate further. Sadly, the doors it has are locked, but there are windows. With no regard to whomever it might belong to does the male back up just a little and strike the window with the heel of his shoe. The fact that it is only cracked makes the demon huff, but he doesn’t have enough time to register what is happening before a loud and terribly ugly noise erupts from it. 

Immediately, Sitri’s hands fly to cover his ears and he backs up a bit more. He gives a possibly disgusting look at the thing that is making all that unnecessary noise. He doesn’t have the time to deal with it, and turns on his heels to leave the thing to its own devices. That is when someone is spotted, more than likely attracted by the noise, or just passing through. He doesn’t really care to be honest.

Starting with a certain situation that presented itself.

During any other time, Balberith may have simply ignored the horrid noise. But that would negate the fact that he was currently investigating his situation thoroughly. Anything was worth checking out.. And he had a good feeling about following this noise. Upon approaching, the demon could easily recognize this person. His doll... Certainly a sight for sore eyes but for the other to regard him in such a manner... Well, it was amusing but allowing such behavior to continue just wouldn't fly. 

"Hmm..? Now, now.. Is that anyway to speak to me?"

The man's eyes narrowed in an intimidating manner before he simply looked back at the nuisance in question. A human creation, no doubt. As hopeless as the human race was they still managed to create such things.. If he had to guess it was a noisy form of transportation. If he was at full power, he may have just decided to destroy it for disturbing the conversation that had started. Instead, he simply approached and placed a hand on Sitri's shoulder. Aiming to figure out how to silence this monstrosity would be wasted effort.

"Come. Just leave it alone.. Or do you intend on foolishly wasting time here?"

Either way, Balberith was already herding Sitri in another direction. As he strolled, he may have been squeezing the other's shoulder a little too hard out of his own frustrations but.. That hardly mattered. Sitri was just a doll.