"Because he likes humans? Maybe he doesn't like Elves?"

"Maybe Elves are horrible in some way apart from the music, I guess, I don't know."

Room?

Room! It has one bed in it. She flops into it and pats the bedspread beside her invitingly.

He looks very slightly surprised, then lies down next to her. "So what do demons do instead of sleeping?"

"We don't have to replace it straight across. We just stay awake. The major population center doesn't even have a sun so everything's lit up all the time."

"Weird." Kiss.

Gosh they sure seem to be in a bed in a locked room kiss.

He has never gotten a girl into bed this easily and she's ridiculously powerful and knows a ton about music and he is kind of confused but not in a bad way.

She makes no comment on how easy she is. Her attitude might be more closely mapped onto the sentiment of "mmm, snack".

Demons are probably just weird. He really, really does not mind.

Good.

And then it turns out she feels like sleeping afterwards.

Timothy's kind of the best.

Timothy sleeps all alone. He loiters coming downstairs the next morning but only about half an hour has passed in the bar.

"Michael and the demon just went upstairs. You're too clever by half, you know."

"I do, because you keep telling me."

"Are they going to have hilarious misunderstandings around cultural connotations, I wonder."

"It will be kind of entertaining if he is responsible enough to ask her if she has taken her anti-pregnancy potions. I cannot guess at what other cultural connotation misunderstandings there are, I have not seduced any daeva at all."

"Not sure, I haven't seduced any wizards from 1802."

"Witches."

"Those either."

"If you find yourself in the mood I can suggest some of either. I do kind of adore matchmaking."

"I will keep you posted, thanks."

"So what was the evil scheme on Michael's new girlfriend -"