"You're allergic to meat?? Wouldn't you star--" its as if Daimon timed it so he wouldn't finish that question, as he recoils and tries to catch the red dot, not realizing what is happening until three swipes of his paw.

"Huurr." He rumbles, gets him everytime, then his gaze fell to the woman, and he flicked his tail at them.

"Could you even teach me? We're from different worlds aren't we? Different magics, different world."