if there was one thing that cesar could recognize, it was other demons or demonic types. he had spent his entire life with them -- was one himself -- so any time he was around them, he tended to be able to spot them out pretty easily. however, he wasnât used to things going the opposite way for him -- so when he was called out to by another demon -- in a tongue only demons knew -- he froze up for a second, his skinâs dark hue brightening up a bit with a purple glow -- its natural hue. he turned around to face the other, pointing at himself with the hand that didnât have an armed weapon in it.Â
" are you talking to me? â he asked, knowing heâd have to go along with this whole thing since -- well, he had replied. of course it was obvious now that he understood this language .. so much for the entirely human persona thing. shit! he really has to work on that .. especially if heâs gonna evade the cops forever. whatever, heâs already in this deep, and heâll fight if he has to.Â
                                      //  @mayheminmarsâ !â