One moment after another passed and it was fairly quiet. The only thing she heard was Orias' voice as he answered her questions. Soft stinging under her skin as she felt the wounds she took on healing. The pain running up her spine as she stayed still next to the other demon. It hurt, healing, taking someone's wounds. Honestly it has been a very long time. So long since she had done such a hefty task and it was on the humans landing, not her own. No holy land to help her heal, no nothing. She breathed in roughly as this demon described to her their mission. A task given by the dark lord, but why. Even Orias seemed lost on that fact. She turned and looked at him as he sat on the chair. He spoke to the top. Did that mean he took direct orders from Lucifer? Or did he think he took orders from Lucifer?<br/><br/>She was ready to move away and go lay down on the couch and sleep. He stirred before she could do that. Twisting his own body as he seemed to wake with a start. Her blue eyes found his as they opened. He did not look at her immediately. No it took him a good minute. When he did, his eyes met hers she could feel her heart pounding in her chest, her cheeks flush pink as he spoke. He asked her why. She couldnt answer him. She didnt know. He fell again, sleeping and Juniprr felt relieved. She sat up and looked down at the exhausted demon. "He shouldnt go alone next time." She muttered before slipping from the bed and stumbling forward. She caught herself on the chair that Orias sat in. "You should give me a list of all those tattoos. I'll translate and this track them. There are easier ways to find demons." She muttered before walking out and going to the couch.<br/><br/>It was a few days of her using simple tracking techniques taught to her by shaman and soon she had a notebook filled. Locations, demons true names. She would then research them, finding traces, of things about them through human lore. It took longer than using her powers, but it was safer for her and gave Zuureth time to heal. She made meals while Orias never seemed to leave Z's side. She stayed on the couch and wondered how these demon's could affect her. What would happen if Orias found out her name was on his chest. That somehow a fallen Angel's name had come into their grasp. Luckily for her the list was long and it was easy to save it for last. For now she would just have to wait until Zuureth awoke and they could talk privately. She knew that Z knew it was hers. He had a look in his eyes that said so and yet he hadn't tried to do anything yet. She could only hope it stayed that way.