Grail knew that this was his time to start asking the questions, and he knew deep down that he had to make them a doozey. He took a deep breath and pondered what to ask the young woman, licking his lips. Standing up once more he paced around the room with his hand in his chin, stroking that area with two fingers before he came stand before her, grinning at her mischeviously as he had a few questions that he would have her answer.

"Alright...since you wanted to know so much of my abilities, I'll ask you a few questions about them. If I had been indeed human at one point in time, what qualities do I have in me that would reflect on a past life? What do you think I could have been if I did have a past life? And furthermore, how do you think I died if I did live?"

The questions were vague, but even now that the demon was reflecting on his ablities and his thoughts, he had a general idea what he could have been, and that was going to be put to the test with what she thought he could be. He crossed his arms in front of the woman and waited for that answer. He wondered how intelligent she was at solving problems, piecing together clues to form accurate assumptions. If she could trigger anything in his head with her answers, he absentmindedly considered actually letting her go.

Grail could see that the female was getting agitated with the little game that he was putting on. He was a bastard, and a dick, but he was honest as well, to a point. Clearing his throat as he listened to the female's hypothesis, he could agree on her with a few of the points she made about his body, swishing his tail around and drawing a few lines in the floor with the tip to emphasize how sharp it was. He was coming to the conclusion that he could have been a swordsman in the past, perhaps even a king, but something just did not seem right.

He stayed still near her body, seeing her thrust her chest out at him like that before he took a deep breath, reaching up to pull at that bra and reveal her nipple and breast, pulling it out of her bra as quickly as he could. "You got one thing right...I feel as if I've alwyas known how to fight, and using my tail is like using a sword...and these scales feel like armor of some sort...but as far as being a leader goes...there is no way that I had extreme leadership like you are claiming I did...furthermore if I perhaps was a king, a king would have no reasons to use a sword or sheild, and mostly never had training in such areas. So while you are right...you brought back something to me that seems very familiar...I could have been a soldier, or a knight...A very high ranking one."

He let go of that bra quickly and crossed his arms, his eyes looking down at her body. "But you are wrong about me being a leader...and -if- i was burned at the stake, that would not be a fitting death for a leader...at least one that his men turned against him would say. My head would be on a pike more than likely." He held his hand out to her before beckoning his fingers towards him, expecting her to give him her bra as fast as she could muster.

"As for being bitter, I do not feel that way at all. Bitterness implies that I regret what happend to me, and if that was the case, would that not lead me to be a much weaker, weaker thing than I am right now? I am not bitter...If I was then I'd not have the drive and strength I do now. In hell...I was down in the lowest level...that of a traitor. If I was indeed burned at the stake, it was because of an action I did...a consequence. I was afraid of the fire...but there was something else I felt as well..." He said, cutting himself off there before licking his lips, looking around before he grasped a nearby marker, a thick one at that.

"As for getting another question wrong...you are going to open your legs and slide this inside of you. But once again...I thank you...I don't know what the big picture is about me, but I feel as if it's coming together..."

The demon enjoyed every single second of the woman stripping down from that bra of hers. He appreciated how shy she was, so innocent she seemed. Taking a deep breath and looking at her body, he grumbled slightly when she covered her breasts up with that notebook, seeing the shame in her face as she did so. He was going to have fun with her, great fun.

His eyes watched her set that marker to the side, and before he opened his mouth, he'd let her ask that question while she covered her chest up with her arm now. He reached forwards, grasping at her wrist and pulling her arm away from her chest. "Nope...you have to sit there completely bare...no covering up with arms, and the only reason I allow your notebook on your lap is so you can write." He scolded, snickering softly as his eyes went to that marker.

"As for that marker, I told you to use it on yourself...unless there is a reason why you would not like to do it, of course. You got two questions wrong, and your bra coming off was for the first. So I do believe that marker going into your body will be for the second wrong answer." He grasped the marker with the other hand as he moved her arm away from her tits, licking his lips and plopping the marker down on her notebook.

"Do I dream...I don't believe I do...and most the time I sleep outside...in a cave or under a tree. I had tried to sleep for a long time lately, wake up perhaps with a better knowledge of myself...but unfortunately some rather nosy student bothered my slumber...she came into a locked door that I locked myself and disturbed me...so you can blame her for what is going on with you right now."