The demon's ears perked up and he looked to Vigenere, quickly dropping the stick that had been in his mouth. The little dude wanted to go on a patrol? Killian couldn't remember the last time he'd gone on an actual patrol, but maybe it'd be fun? Definitely more fun than going through the territory on his own, anyways, and especially more fun than sitting and chewing on a stick for hours. He stood from his spot and trotted over, tail beginning to lazily wag behind him.

"Yeah, sure, let's go on a patrol, little man. Better hope we don't run into something that tries to attack us though, we don't want a repeat of that training session." It was obvious in his tone that he was just teasing; Killian wasn't one to judge because of something like that, unless the person was so weak they didn't fight or lost within seconds. He padded past Vigenere, expecting the feline to follow as he went along.

"Although, speaking of the training session, you usually fight like that? You weren't too bad."

"SPEECH"