Scarlet's attention shifted to the two of them, and her focus sharpened with genuine interest. The felinid with tanned skin and golden jewelry standing with feline stillness. The red-skinned demoness with horns and a tail and an axe resting against her hip. She looked them up and down with open appreciation.
"Well now. The tanned felinid and the red-skinned demoness." Her voice carried a note of real fascination beneath the casual ease. "To this day, the only two monsters in the world who walk freely beside humans. What exotic young ladies."
""I'm older than you,"" both of them said at the same time.
Scarlet blinked, looked between them, then tilted her head. Being corrected was apparently good news to her.
"That's a relief. This old girl still got it."
"You're not old!!" Nyx spoke up, full of defense.
Scarlet shook her head, wry. "I'm already past my twenties… I expect a midlife crisis to occur at any point."
