After the usual internal tirade of self-deprecation, the second thing to pass through Oka’s mind is… Just how unorthodox this so-called “dream demon” looked. He’d appeared in the summoning circle just as the spell had specified he would, but…well, frankly, Oka was expecting someone taller. The stereotypical devil look…coiled horns, red calloused skin, a forked tail and a tongue to match, and a fiery pitchfork…that was the image Oka had had in mind. This…well, she had screwed up the spell. Perhaps this is the spellcasting equivalent of a Mailer-Dæmon? Had she dialed a spiritual wrong number or something? Because there’s absolutely no way this can be right…
Then again, the spell did specify the dream demon’s name…could it hurt to ask? …Yes. Yes, it absolutely could. Demons are universally habitual liars - they’ll tell a summoner whatever they want to hear if it benefits them. She can’t help but worry… But she has to know. She’s compelled.
She came into this desiring power, after all. Any demon could give her that. But if this really is the right one…
“U-Uhh… Y-Yeah. S-Sorry… B-But you’re B…Bill Cipher, r-right?…”
YEESH, that silence was longer than it SHOULD’VE been. He’d be OFFENDED at the long wait had he not been PREPARED for such━life forms, specifically HUMANS, had to take awhile to ADJUST TO HIS APPEARANCE. They were either astonished, disgusted, or simply just LOOKING ON IN MORBID CURIOSITY. Either way, had the girl not spoke, Bill likely would’ve tried more IRRITATING MEANS to finally get a word out of the ( seemingly ) surprised girl, which undoubtedly would’ve ended UNFAVORABLY for both parties involved. The glow that surrounds the being seemed to glow even brighter, as if showcasing some sort of false CHEERFUL ATTITUDE.
“ THAT’S THE NAME ALRIGHT ! GOOD ON YOU FOR DOING YOUR HOMEWORK ! ”
Rather or not it was sarcasm, Bill doesn’t clarify; instead clapping his hands a couple times in MOCK CELEBRATION. His usual businessman attitude is on full display, his presence ever outshining the rest of the scene. Hands tucked underneath his eye, he floats up to eye level, an aura of MISCHIEF surrounding the chaotic being.
“ SO ! WHAT ‘CHA CALL ME FOR ? I HOPE IT WASN’T JUST FOR A SLEEPOVER ! I DON’T SLEEP, SO THIS PARTY’LL BE PREEETTY SHORT. DON’T MIND STICKING AROUND FOR THE UNDERAGE DRINKING PART OF THE SLEEPOVER THOUGH ! ”
Finding his own joke IRRESISTIBLY HILARIOUS, the demon cackles. Whoever this girl may’ve been, she CLEARLY was far too SHY for her own good. While he’s thinking of that━he’s gonna have to CHANGE THAT EVENTUALLY. If only just to PUSH HER OUT OF HER COMFORT ZONE BY FORCE.