Great to know that she ate fish, but he did too, and she was a feline, so he supposed it wasn’t anything worth speaking about. The Pitch Cat Witch was the same, after all, and he had to deal with her.
“You’re the second demon I’ve met. The first chick was…” Well, he didn’t quite know how to describe her other than, “Vermilion?” The color, and her name. Jeez, the naming conventions of these people. “So there’s another like you. Are you the only two of your kind?”
Ater’s cheerful tone was odd, but it was enough to tell him that she meant no harm; it wasn’t teasing or antagonistic compared to other people he’d met in the past. The Great White leaned back, claws scraping lightly at the stone they were perched on, an eyebrow raising at the demon.
“It’s cool, and wet, I guess.” But she was a cat, so she should’ve known that much. “It’s a lot deeper than it looks, and even I haven’t explored the deepest canyons down there. All different kinds of fish and sea creatures too, and there’s precious stones and rainbow coral that you can find if you look hard enough.” It seemed odd to have to explain his lifestyle to anyone, but Samekichi supposed it wasn’t the worst.
“Can you even breathe underwater? You seem more like a land creature to me, so I can’t even show you what I’m talking about.” Unless he dived, or gave her rides, but he only did that for friends and he just met her!
Ater tried to put a face to the name, but her mind came up blank. “I never heard of a Vermilion, so she's probably from another world. I don’t hang out much with the villagers, but there aren’t that many of them, so I think I would have heard about it if a demon left our world." Considering the chaotic state of other worlds, most were reluctant to leave behind the peace of the Gray Garden. Ater could understand that, even if she occasionally found it a little boring from time to time.
She shook her head. “There are other cat demons, but I can’t think of any that have wings like me and Arbus-- that’s my twin, by the way. Me and her are Lord Kcalb’s most trusted underlings!” She said proudly. Lord Kcalb was the best Devil, so Ater was always happy to show off her loyalty toward him.
“I would love to look at the coral! Are the stones very deep down? It’d be nice to take one back home...” The demon trailed off, looking wistful. She briefly considered looking for one herself, but immediately dismissed the idea. One nice-looking stone wasn’t worth getting wet.
“Do the fish taste good down there? You’ve tried some, right? I wish could eat them myself, but I hate swimming.” She thought for a moment. Ater didn’t know much about sharks, but she was pretty sure they ate fish. Those sharp teeth had to be for something.
“Nope, that ability would be pretty useless for me, since I would never want to go underwater anyway.” She furrowed her eyebrows suddenly, confusion plain on her face.
“Hey... how are you able to breathe on land? Do you use magic or something? I didn’t think animals could use it...” She paused. “Or can you hold your breath really well?”