We can do this somewhere else, if it's difficult to be here.

[The offer is immediate and sincere, and a touch of apology creeps into Atem's voice as he goes on, his tail curling and unfurling by his feet.]

This place...what I've built here is meant to be frightening. If I'm scary, then other monsters will think twice about hurting my friends! But, I've stopped hunting this way, until I'm my normal monster type again and can think clearly about it.

[He gestures around to the dust-covers. Closed for the holidays, so...]

...so, I didn't think about how uncomfortable it would be to come here without any warning. Just what would be most convenient for me, since the supplies are here.

[His demon changes have made him more relaxed but less considerate: anticipating other people's needs and responses is a lot of work, and the demon doesn't want to work at all, unless it's fun. Still...he's a touch shamefaced.]

Sorry for bringing you somewhere like this when you're already having a bad time.