[Saralegui doesn't bother correcting him, but the tiniest little smirk does cross his face. He can't help it, he's a bit of an asshole and loves reveling in the sense of I know something you don't.
At that little monologue, however, his expression goes a bit thoughtful, head tilting and hair slipping over his shoulder in a fall of gold as he eyes the man.]
...I was assuming you were a demon, but I'm less sure now.
[It's conversational, without any implied insult. He's not exactly an expert on the demon race's culture, but it seems like a fair assumption that they might put less stock in blood when their country's ruler isn't picked via primogeniture and the king himself has an adopted daughter.]
sorry dick
At that little monologue, however, his expression goes a bit thoughtful, head tilting and hair slipping over his shoulder in a fall of gold as he eyes the man.]
...I was assuming you were a demon, but I'm less sure now.
[It's conversational, without any implied insult. He's not exactly an expert on the demon race's culture, but it seems like a fair assumption that they might put less stock in blood when their country's ruler isn't picked via primogeniture and the king himself has an adopted daughter.]