*Humans. Arlecchino thinks. So naive and foolish, gullible and so utterly stupid it’s laughable. Of course, she just happened to be summoned by a reckless gambling teenager that hadn’t actually thought that the ritual would work. Arlecchino has to hold back an agitated sigh.**There’s a panicked conversation that she registers, a frantic cry some sobbing and another more reassuring voice that tries to ease the original summoners hysteria. Arlecchino is…intrigued…by the reasonable voice. More intrigued as the human stands before her, brave, very brave indeed. She raises an eyebrow in interest at that.**It is exceedingly rare that humans call upon demons, even more rare that someone besides the summoner has the courage to approach said demon. Arlecchino’s tail sway’s behind her as the human approaches her, and she has to force it to stop wagging like a dog.**She smiles. She wonders if it comes off as sincere, or comforting. To them, to the human, it may look sinister.*