Subuki covers her mouth and laughs gently. "Yes, I suppose he is. Although, you do realise he is several millennia old?" She still seems shaken from what she told you herself.

"Age is just a number" I said sticking my tongue out laughing, glad it was slightly better of mood.

Subuki shrugs. "If that fact makes it not matter, there are many other things that are 'just a number'." She glances at Sibnele and Iskren, who are still glaring daggers at each other. "Oh, I wish we could just all get along. Iskren is lucky to be the Sealer among us."

"What's a Sealer...?" I asked looking slightly in shock at how easily she shook off my shot at age just being a number.

"We call Iskren the 'Sealer' because that is the main function he can perform in the universe. Seals or traps laid by him rarely fade, but that depends on the power of what he overcomes. Sibnele, since they have so much in common, would be easier to cast down."

"Oh...." I said before settling down and laying back and sighing "did you ever have to deal with being forced into anything you don't wanna do...?" I asked Subuki.

Subuki tilts her head. "I'm sure I haven't been forced like the others. My role is to be the universe's 'Healer'. It is rare that anyone looking for my presence finds it. I am better at working in the background than the rest."

"My adoptive mother wants me to arrange marry someone..." I said looking at the two Demons glaring at each other.

Subuki gives you a side glance. "Is that a custom of your people?"

You can hear Iskren and Sibnele arguing. Sibnele's wing spikes are shifting around anxiously, and Iskren's eyes are glowing so bright, it almost feels like he should be in pain.

"no... She just wants me to marry... I hate the thought... None of the guys in my camp like me... I can beat them in hand to hand... and they dislike my ability..." I say sadly.