Desiree audibly sighed at Mahret’s complaints. Frowning, she responded to the demon, ~No, I meant those mortals that killed you here can’t kill you. That’s what I meant.~
She then looked at Kalysto’s back before she nodded. “Alright, alright, I won’t tickle you, for now. However, that doesn’t mean that you’ll be safe once we arrive!” Grinning, she rested her head against his back.