--☆ Tanjiro new from experience that not all demons were as dangerous and treacherous as they seemed. So, when he came across a demon sitting on a rock by a lake, a butterfly resting on their finger, he inhaled. Their scent had no malicious intent. Their scent smelled hungry, yet calm and content. He sighed with relief. He slowly approached them, hand on his sword just in case, and smiled at them.

Tanjiro:" Hi.. I don't mean to interupt, but what are you doing out here..?" he asked softly