"She's still getting the bowl. We have a second." Pari refuted. "Do you do this a lot? Kill demons for the Altirians?"

"When I can help, I do." He replied simply.

She nodded, pensive. "Huh. Well. Is it just you helping out when you can, or are there more of you?"

"Why do you ask?" He wondered.

The princess's expression shuttered briefly and she let the question hang in the air for a moment before crossing her arms and replying, "Hypothetically, if these things were to crop up outside of Altair someday, it'd be useful to have an idea of who to call on."

"I hate to break it to you," he looked her over. "They're already outside of Altair."

"Not in any place that concerns me... yet." she tacked on.

Giovanni raised his eyebrows. "I suggest you pay closer attention."

"I am," she glanced at the leg, then back to him. "Which is why I'm asking: are you up for hire? Can you teach anyone else?"

"Possibly," he responded, though to which question was unclear. "Let me know if you ever find yourself with a problem on your hands."