If there was a model for a liar, he was it. Aion almost felt insulted to think such a trick would work on him. His keen sense to observe had been trained ever since he was a child. A soldier to serve his queen. "Is that so? Then you must have had quite a bit to drink stumbling into all those you've past.", Aion hinted to having monitored him throughout the night.

"Perhaps I should escort you home, hm?" The demon kept a good hold on the man to keep him in place and aimed to make him squirm under the spotlight. Anyone could tell a lie. It was whether he had any other talents that Aion was curious in.