"Proper behavior is hardly the issue," he responded icily "You are intruding on my private space. So get out or... or I'll scream! I swear I will," he informed in an anxious voice.

He backpedaled nervously, trying to put distance between him and the demon, but failed to notice the bed and stumbled backwards, falling on to the mattress. He blushed and hurried to get up. It was frustrating enough to be at a physical disadvantage but outright clumsiness magnified that gap.