This isn't the first time Asmodia's been questioned for being out in public, but it's certainly the first time she's been asked those questions. She lets go of her cramping tail and lets it and her other limbs uncurl a little, shifting to brace up on her elbow and stare questioningly at the girl. "You don't know?" she asks, deeply confused and at a loss to explain the basic concept when all her life everyone around her knew before she was old enough to even know what she was herself.
It occurs to her that she could lie.
It also occurs to her that if this girl tells the wrong person about it and describes her well enough, the watch could come to the inn and demand that her parents punish her for lying. They need people to tell each other good things about the Antarion family and their inn; she knows she makes it hard for them when she acts out and other people see.
"It's when you have fiendish blood," she explains after a moment's shocked silence. "But not like a half-fiend, it's after that, when it's your grandparents or your great-grands."
no subject
It occurs to her that she could lie.
It also occurs to her that if this girl tells the wrong person about it and describes her well enough, the watch could come to the inn and demand that her parents punish her for lying. They need people to tell each other good things about the Antarion family and their inn; she knows she makes it hard for them when she acts out and other people see.
"It's when you have fiendish blood," she explains after a moment's shocked silence. "But not like a half-fiend, it's after that, when it's your grandparents or your great-grands."