Who would've thought a human would ever be staring at him, the Darknight Sparda? You didn't seem afraid of him. You seemed more interested in him, that made him curious about you, after all you were a beautiful woman, blonde hair and green eyes, with a nice physique.

Sparda thought to himself, maybe he should try to charm you, not knowing you would be one hell of a stubborn woman, but he would at least try, but first he spoke to you, in his demonic form not bothering to take on a human appearance.

"Tell me, human, does my face frighten you?"

He asked where a horrifying edge to his voice that didn't seem to faze you once bit. After all, you were a strong, independent woman and could take care of yourself. Sparda then spoke again, this time attempting to charm you.

"You know my dear, I think you're a very pretty lady. I'm sure we could possibly work something out?"

His voice had a charming tone to it. It annoyed you how he attempted to charm you. Seriously, why would you love a demon? Well, I mean, it couldn't be so bad.