She loved how attentive he was towards her sometimes. How he tried to keep her happy and give her, her treats like a room for decoration even if it was more extravagant than she needed. Razor also knew how to kill a mood quickly. Lia's eyes flickered with an intense rage as she realized what he was asking of her. "Being a second generation demon, I'm definitely younger than you," she remarked quickly almost in self-defense. She hated to ever say her age and normally avoided the topic all together. "I wasn't born in the last century, I can tell you that much and you treat me as if I were. I've lived long enough out there to know how to survive." She almost left the table in rage at him for even asking such a question, but upon looking at her date, she could see he didn't mean any ill-will. He was too interested in the knowledge and even more-so now that he leaned towards her.
Lia tried to calm down as she looked away for a moment to recollect herself. How old was she even? The idea was strange to even comprehend anymore. There were those years she lost but how many were they? What felt like years could have been shorter than she realized, but at the same time she had been there for as long as she could remember. What age was she even? "Um okay... Let's see... I vaguely remember someone mentioning famine had been invading angel territories? Something about lack of resources.. We hadn't seen many famine customers at the time due to the shortage so tension was a bit higher..." Before she could even realize it, she had been dazed out, rambling a bit from what she could remember. It was harsher for her at the time. Beya had been stressed about the lack of customers due to famine clients no longer appearing, so Lia suffered some of that wrath... or was it the owner before? It was hard to keep track of who was who after so long, especially from a time she no longer wished to remember.
"I don't remember much else from that... Maybe something about rebuilding cities from an attack or some new creature appearing. Maybe something with the dragon lines I think but it's all a blur." Most of her memories were repressed. She didn't know what was happening in the world when she was still a child and 'left' the family. She hadn't known what was going on in the world beyond what customers would gossip about and even still it was just that to her, gossip. There was no way for her to know what was true and what wasn't. Lia slowly looked back to Razor, a bit more dazed from having to go down a path she was not keen on doing. She had nothing to ask him now. She was still trying to recollect herself after having to remember back to those times.
Lia tried to calm down as she looked away for a moment to recollect herself. How old was she even? The idea was strange to even comprehend anymore. There were those years she lost but how many were they? What felt like years could have been shorter than she realized, but at the same time she had been there for as long as she could remember. What age was she even? "Um okay... Let's see... I vaguely remember someone mentioning famine had been invading angel territories? Something about lack of resources.. We hadn't seen many famine customers at the time due to the shortage so tension was a bit higher..." Before she could even realize it, she had been dazed out, rambling a bit from what she could remember. It was harsher for her at the time. Beya had been stressed about the lack of customers due to famine clients no longer appearing, so Lia suffered some of that wrath... or was it the owner before? It was hard to keep track of who was who after so long, especially from a time she no longer wished to remember.
"I don't remember much else from that... Maybe something about rebuilding cities from an attack or some new creature appearing. Maybe something with the dragon lines I think but it's all a blur." Most of her memories were repressed. She didn't know what was happening in the world when she was still a child and 'left' the family. She hadn't known what was going on in the world beyond what customers would gossip about and even still it was just that to her, gossip. There was no way for her to know what was true and what wasn't. Lia slowly looked back to Razor, a bit more dazed from having to go down a path she was not keen on doing. She had nothing to ask him now. She was still trying to recollect herself after having to remember back to those times.
