Ren raises his eyebrow. Is he- oh. Right. The eyes.

"No. I'm a demi-fiend. Demon." he says bluntly, staring at the other Ren. Still, that's not good, if he thinks he has a Shadow. Isn't he a Persona user?

Ah, fuck, this isn't helping. The taste of panic chokes the air. "Breathe slower. You're making yourself worse." Blunt. Commanding. The only way he knows how to do things anymore.