"Well... helloooooooo nurse..." Demagogue hooted, the skeleton seeming to appear out of thin air just behind the girl as she continued to lick away at her blood-soaked hand, the lights in his sockets glowing brightly with some kind of attraction. The demon had been looking for a fresh soul for a while now, a soul from someone that didn't owe him anything and now he had found one, the little wriggling multicolored-ball of flame still struggling it's way out of the body... either a fresh kill or the man was simply dying...
"Excuse me, my lady, but do you mind if I.... eat that...?" Demagogue pointed towards the man's chest where his soul attempted escape and, if she allowed him too, the demon would scoop up the soul in his skeletal hands before dropping it in his mouth, the manifestation of life disappearing as it traveled down the skeleton's nonexistent esophagus. If she didn't allow him to, he'd simply faze through her and proceed to eat his soul regardless, too hungry to turn down a meal such as this because of a protective (if not drop-dead hot) hunter. Once he had gotten his meal, one way or another, the skeleton's smile would widen slightly, a gentle grin that showed he meant no harm and, in fact, seemed quite friendly.
"My name is Demagogue.... If I may ask...." His eyes seemed to flick from feature to feature of this beautiful specimen of a demon, from her icy-blue eyes to her hourglass figure to her red-black hair.... "What is a pleasant young woman such as yourself doing here in this forest...?"