Demons are not popular in any capacity.
Sure, they humanoid ones are usually good for a lay, and if you want an enemy to suffer an undesirable fate then there's no one better to call than one of them.
However, demons are prone to backstabbing. They're really good at feigning manners, and then when they get what they want, they lash out at those they once called friends.
As such, even demons who aren't particularly scheming anything in the moment are treated rather coldly by those they happen to be around.
They're all quite used to it. It's impossible to hurt their feelings by now.
Lilith has experienced this kind of treatment more times than she could count. She had come to expect the casual mud-slinging or looks of lust and distrust. All of her sisters had.
That was perhaps the reason why all of them were completely baffled by the casual treatment they were receiving.
Lilith stared down at the cut fruit placed in a bowl in front of her.
