Still insisting on speaking in the language these two only knew, he spoke clearly to her without the riddles and roundabouts in his words. "Oh my Crimson Queen, I wish to see and speak with the Devil himself. He can give me what I wish, what I lost upon coming to this world. If he does not exist, then another method would be needed to be developed."She was beautiful as she was terrifying, both so different yet so alike.
Now he spoke in his true language, wanting to know if this Crimson Queen truly was what she said she was. In hellion he spoke "Who declares himself the Devil? I know only of one, and he declared any who believed capable of himself, thy be smart to cower if I to hear such lunacy."