[William took it all in. It made sense of course, that people would not like demons. Hadn't he had a million horrifying experiences with them? And at the same time...

He could also remember the look on Dantalion's face whenever someone called him Nephilim with disgust. He could remember seeing through Solomon's eyes when he had first met Camio, rejected by everyone because of what he was.

Wasn't this the same in a way? And Kazuya had never wanted anything from him. To him Solomon was a nobody. But he also understood what it was like when people didn't see you either. He might very well be the only person William met whoever would understand.]

Very well, you are a demon then. I will admit, it fills me with no pleasure to find that out...

[Okay that was not a nice start, but he was coming up with something better.]

But, you are what you are. There is no helping that. And you haven't lied to me otherwise that I know of.

[Not about anything major anyways. Small lies were natural things.]

But, I will forgive you, providing you come in here and stop lurking near the window like a criminal.