The thought is painful to glance in the direction of; Asmodia turns away from her first internal glance.

Her first thought is that she's being toyed with.  That wouldn't be anything the least bit surprising, but right now it's running into the direction of something else.

"I could entertain you, if you hadn't exchanged a headband-borrowing for considering that you were doing me a favor," Asmodia says.  "Small little compact between us, probably a bad idea for me to break that."  Can she, actually, if she's sold her soul to Lawful Evil?

The thought is painful to glance in the direction of; Asmodia turns away from her first internal glance.

Her first thought is that she's being toyed with.  That wouldn't be anything the least bit surprising, but right now it's running into a contradiction with something else.

"I could entertain you, if you hadn't exchanged a headband-borrowing for considering that you were doing me a favor," Asmodia says.  "Small little compact between us, probably a bad idea for me to break that."  Can she, actually, if she's sold her soul to Lawful Evil?

The thought is painful to glance in the direction of; Asmodia turns away from her first internal glance.

Her first thought is that she's being toyed with.  That wouldn't be anything the least bit surprising, but right now it's running into a contradiction with something else.

"I could entertain you, if you hadn't exchanged a headband-borrowing for considering that you were doing me a favor," Asmodia says.  "A little compact between us, probably a bad idea for me to break that."  Can she, actually, if she's sold her soul to Lawful Evil?