Roman walks around, looking for Patton. He knocks on the bathroom door before walking in, pausing and looking at Patton.

Patton looks at him; he was shirtless. Shirtless, and had a red tail with a heart shape at the end.
"I-" Patton threw a shirt on quickly. Roman could see the tail outlined in pink, and also saw phantom pink horns and tiny wings.

‘Definitely an emotional based demon..’ Roman thought. "You have a tail." Patton huffs. "It's.. It's been there since I was born, it's just some weird mutation or something-"
"Something. It's a demon tail. Specifically demons related to succubi; demons that have emotionally charged powers." Roman says.

"I'm not a demon, I told you-! Yeah, so I kinda collapsed when we passed the place mom used to work, but-" Patton starts, but Roman interrupted curiously. "Your mother worked at.. A whore house..?"
Patton huffs. "It was the only job she could find, it's not a big deal- anyway my moments of blanking out and being dizzy are nothing new. Nobody knows why it happens, it's just a quirk of mine. Mom took me to the doctor when it kept happening because she thought I was sick."

Roman looks at him. "That's still a demon tail, Patton." Patton rolls his eyes a little. "And how do you know that, exactly?"
"Every magical being has a tell; something that, if you know what to look for, is a clear sign of their heritage." Roman says.

"So, what, are you gonna tell me that the reason people, including you, are born with different eyes is a tell, too?" Patton asks, mostly sarcastically.

Roman, Remus, and Logan, among some other people, have different eyes than normal; instead of having a colored iris and black pupil, their eyes fade from one shade of a color on the outside of the iris to a darker shade of the same color in the center. Roman and Remus had green eyes, and Logan had blue.

"Actually, yes. That's exactly why my eyes are the way they are." Roman says. "So what are you, a shark?"

Roman sighs deeply. Patton wasn't even trying to hear him out, and it's frustrating him. "God. Half god." Patton scoffs a laugh. "Please- so who's your dad, Agviré?"
"My mother is Phos." Roman says. "Phos? The god of mischief? Yeah, don't see it." Patton responds. "Why are you so close minded?!" Roman asks, irritated now.

"Why should I believe in shit like that?! I've never seen any proof!" Patton says. "You have, you're just ignoring it!" Roman responded. "Then what the fuck am I?!"
"I don't know!" Roman sighs. "I don't know. A succubus. I don't know what kind." he says, calming himself. "What do you mean what kind? I don't feed on souls that's stupid."

"Patton-... There are different kinds. Just, let's drop this, okay?" Patton sighs. "Fine." Roman sighs as well, and they were quiet for a moment.
Quiet until Patton coughed, a red, kind of shiney goo coming out on his hand. He looked at it, partly disgusted, partly confused. "Wh-.. Egh.. What is that..."

Roman looks at him, grimacing in a knowing way. "Do you wanna know? For real?" he asks. Patton looks at him. "... Anger."
"Anger?" Patton laughed a little before sighing. "Fine, I'll entertain this.. Why.. Would I have coughed up anger..?" he asks, washing the goo off his hand.

Roman took a breath. "Because you're a Cor Succubus. A species that feeds on emotions.. Though have a preference for the good ones, like love, compassion, happiness... Pleasure.." Roman says.
Patton flushed. "O-okay.. Say I was.. Why would my body reject the negative emotions..?" he asks. "I don't know, Patton, that is a question for Logan." Roman says.

Patton sighs. "Why was it shiny.." Roman looks at him. "It became magical. Cor Succubi turn emotions into physical substances in their bodies, which is why they can be satiated by them."
"So whose anger did I cough up, yours or mine?" Patton asks. "Mine. You were feeding on me." Roman responds. "Okay, then who was I feeding on the last two times I got all dizzy and stuff?"

"Well, the first time, as much as I hate to say this, was probably my brother. You did walk by his room, and he tends to.. Have fun a lot.. The second time, we were literally by a whore house, could have been literally everyone in there, which is why it was more intense." Roman told him.
Patton turned bright red. ".. I was feeding on pleasure..?" Roman nods, looking at him. "Wh-why-.." Patton asks. "Succubi, even Cor Succubi, are sex demons, Patton, they enjoy and often feed on it."

"I- Mm..." Patton was flustered. "You are still half human, though, you can satiate yourself just fine on actual food." Roman says. "Y-yes I know that, but.. Does it work the other way?"
"You're believing me now?" Roman asks. "At this point..." Patton mumbles. "Well.. To answer your question, hypothetically.. Yes. You probably could strictly feed on emotions and be just fine." Roman says.

Patton hides his face. "Anyway, I meant to ask you, why was no one around last time we went into town?" Roman asks. Patton moves his hands, looking at Roman. "... Y-you're the prince.. They're afraid of you."
Roman frowns. "What? Why?" Patton looks away. "... Your father.. Kind of.. Executed someone for witchcraft.. There's actually someone in the dungeon right now who says he's locked up for witchcraft.." he says.

"I-i had no idea..." Roman frowns more, heading to the dungeons. Patton follows, being his servant and all. Roman goes up to the cell, and the man looks at him. "What, was my fate decided? So what'll it be?"

"What is your name?.." Roman asks, grabbing the key chain. "Boy, if you must know, it's Virgil." Roman opened the cell. "Come with me, Virgil.."
"Oh great, so what is it gonna be? Public execution or banishment?" Virgil asks, following Roman out of the castle. "Go home." Roman says simply, looking at him. Virgil was taken aback. "Wh-.. What?"

"Go home; I'm sure your family misses you." Roman says. Virgil looked over at Patton, who smiles at him. "I told you."
Virgil scoffs in disbelief, shaking his head. ".... Thanks." he says, walking away.