The demon put a hand to his forehead in an over-dramatic fashion. "Oh, woe is Me," he said in a falsetto that still managed to be gravelly. "I'm still breathing."

Yes, the millenniums old demon was basically a twelve-year-old in many ways.

"I think deep down, you probably do. Although, it's more of a, I'm so misunderstood, no one could understand the depths of my paaaiiiiin. kind of way."