"Maybe," said the Medicine Seller in that vague way of his.

It was, after all, an odd question. But something that seemed to really nag at the young man. The Medicine Seller didn't see a reason to torment him with unnecessary uncertainty.

"It depends on what you become."

If the sword would even recognize Cole as a demon, or something else, that is.

"...And how drastically you are changed. Should the sword be unsheathed, it may not mean your death."