My mind is rushing with negative thoughts. The young hunter who's shaking and praying, raised his rifle to my either my eyes or amulet. I have only one choice because i'm not really wanting to tear this forest apart by running away. He might not even be able to hurt me with that rifle but I didn't want to take the chance nor did I think retreating was right. "What... What are you? A demon? Like from Hell, if so what did I do?!" the hunter yelled and tried to keep his focuse to shoot. "No, I'm not a demon..." I felt like I had to respond. My other side thought in our head, "No, you should've said yes so he shot at us and he'd only waste a bullet and we could..." "Thank you for now saying that his gun can't hurt us, but I'm also not rude." I interrupted in thought. "Rightt, sure..." my other side thought. "If you're not a demon then what are you and how do you speak?" the hunter asked. "Uh... it's kind of complicated. And well, I can speak like you by learning...