Shula look at the hand tentivly, as if deciding weather or not Faelan's hand was worth takeing. She reached for it hesitantly, wrapping her claws around his hand before being pulled up.<br/><br/>"I'm aware." She said, hopping out of the ring. She cracked her neck and rolled her shoulders, her muscles feeling sore already. "Gehenna's inhabitant aren't as docile as what you seem to have on earth. I've been in a fight before." She sat on a bench, pushing her hair from her eyes.<br/><br/>"This bonding business isn't helping either." She stated. She seemed fairly disgruntled and the demon attributed it to her hunger. She wished she would have brought that last granola bar that was sitting in the counter with her.<br/><br/>"So what do you have for food around here?"