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Right.

Remember Lucy?

This is, actually, her house.

And she's perched comfortably on the kitchen counter, left arm wrapped around her knees, right hand holding a peach, from which she takes an occasional bite.

(The bowl from which the peach originated is beside her. She's accustomed by now to having food with her at all times, in case someone edible happens to show up.)

Come say hi! She'll probably say hi back. Or just stare at you creepily. Either way.

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"You're confusing," she says helpfully.

Lucy's continued helpfulness only serves to confuse Oliver further.

"I...apologize?"

Eyeroll.

"Why are you afraid?"

"What would I be afraid of?" Still confused, but that's clearing.

Everyone knows skin-shifters can smell fear.

"Me."

"A momentary reaction, I assure you. I am mistrustful of many with odd abilities," a lie, but it's better than getting specific and saying 'your possibly demonic ones'.

And yes, the fear about her in specific is diminishing now that he's determining that he can't attack her. And she's attacked no one that he's heard of, which means Oliver is considering his life safe.

Fear of failing his God? Guilt at said failure? Frustration at the position he's been put in? Those are still continuing.

"Don't lie."

A) she can tell; b) it's not polite.

Oliver is of the opinion that lies can be quite polite.

He also does not much like people who can discern truth from lies.

There's a look of surprise from him, but no real words forthcoming.

That flat look shows up again.

"Well?"

Say it again, with the truth this time.

"My land is filled with demons with mutable forms," Oliver replies eventually, his voice stiff. "For a moment, yes, I feared you. But I see you are a rational being with the kindness to open up your home to travelers. I believe you no creature of evil."

The last part would've been better if he'd said, 'I certainly hope you're no creature of evil. I'm not a hundred percent, and it really bothers me.'

Slow nod.

"Okay."

That's that, then.

Om nom peach.

Oliver was coming in to get some food. He'd forgotten until now.

He finds he's not really hungry.

"I thought to ask you if I might set up some Wards around your house," he says after a moment.

Headtilt.

"Wards?"

"Invisible shields that prevent demons from crossing - or at least make it rather difficult. There are different types."

It'd certainly go along way to establish Lucy's non-demonness.

Nod.

"Sure."

Hey, she knows she's not a demon.

Oliver is pleased, but he's not exactly in the mood for looking happy. So, relatively-neutral face! "Excellent."

Smile.

Oliver is going to ride his horse and brood for a while.

"Thank you." There's a faint bow - his ribs still hurt too much to do a full one.

Nod.

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