I nodded at the old demon.
"There's no need to thank me," I said calmly. "Primus is a good friend of mine. Helping him was only natural."
Then I turned my attention to Dorian.
"Mr. Dorian, Primus has told me how much you've done for the Bloodreavers, and for him and his siblings," I said. "I'm impressed by the way you raised them and by the principles you taught them. If you have no objections, I would like to work with you in the future."
He blinked, clearly caught off guard by my words.
"Um… yes," he said after a moment. "I only did what I could, both as a father and as the head of a demon family. We are… not the easiest group to manage." A faint, tired smile appeared on his face. "I'm glad you were here when trouble came knocking on our door. And for that, you have my thanks."
I smiled back, but didn't let the matter drop.
"I understand," I said gently. "But you haven't answered my question yet. Do you have any objections?"
