"Oh, yeah? Then, I look forward to hearing what you've got!"

If it was spoken by any other demon...it definitely wouldn't sound so innocent. It would definitely be a not-so-thinly veiled threat. Cater, however, means it just as encouragingly as he says it. He twirls a lock of his hair as they talk, all smiles.

"So we know we have a guitar and a bass player...we're already halfway to a band! Man, we're deffo going to make some sick jams together. I can't wait!"

He pulls up a photo on his phone and turns it around so Lilia can see: a picture of himself holding his guitar, red with black and white checkerboard design.

"I do! I left it in my room for today, but I figured it would come in handy. I'll start bringing it to club once we get settled."