"Sir...?" It seemed like her tone was quite concerned, but nowhere near alarmed. Leaning closer, a finger traced along the mark on his forehead, hovering the fingertip close enough that one could still feel the heat from it. Well, certainly no demon would pretend and let a stranger get close like this, right? "I suppose the thorns could affect even someone like you."

Not that he... Could respond, or so she'd thought. Settling on her knees, Jisu reached over to put a couple of fingers against the inside of the stranger's wrist. A bit of realization set in after a couple beats, but... Well, who's to spoil a harmless thing like this? "Oh, how unusual of a pulse. I hope it's not one of those serious cases that need more than just a kiss."

Maybe all he wanted was a simple kiss, though.