[Ok, it was time to find out if this was all an act, because she was increasingly looking like some poor kid with a dark-fetish.]

... This isn't cosplay. [She came up closer, and the smell of sulfur would be right in Kuroneko's nostrils. Leaning forward, she gave her a very gauging look.] And unless you're some sort of elevated human who made a deal, I don't think you're actually a demon.

[Her tail reached out and brushed once at Kuroneko's cheek, the demon right up close.] Be straight with me. What are you, because honestly demons and I don't usually get along...