[Of course demons aren't used to the eternal flames of hell... but honestly Dimitri isn't entirely sure yet if that's what they are, or if they're just people who refuse to admit they're dead. This place seems to be in no small shortage of that, after all.]

[But their conversation has turned to more immediate matters, such as the building they're in, and Dimitri allows his gaze to drift over what is illuminated from the shine of the flashlight.]

Legendary birds... It is talk that constantly rises in this town. [Enough that even a feral hermit like Dimitri to catch wind of it.] Such a place seems to be one of pride to them, although I cannot see why.

Those that resided here... have clearly long abandoned it, and thus them. But then, I would say they have not earned such attention.