Nervous at the sudden attention, the angel squirmed. He blushed a bit and tried to focus on finding something to eat. Had he made himself the demons target? Was he going to have to fight<i> again?! </i>He felt the diamont dagger press coolly against his stomach, relaxing a bit. He knew martial arts. Why did the demon make him freak out then?<br/><br/>He glanced up at the demon staring at him and glared. The angel didnt want to fight unless it was necissary. It wasnt necissary yet, so he just looked back down. One more day of hunting. Then he would have the demon he'd been searching for dead at his feet.<br/><br/>Oddly enough, the thought made the angel calm a bit.