<div style="text-align: center">Vestele:​</div><br/>Laylah smiled at the panther's acceptance of the name her hand moving forward to rub over her head slowly, she was thankful for another female around even if it was a panther. Perhaps she could plot with her against Midnight a smile coming to her lips at the thought. Midnight moved back over rubbing against the newly dubbed Nyx as they both settled before the fire and Laylah stood to let them settle together before the flames. The night passed quickly and as Dante had warned the night had been colder than normal but it was better than the floor, the next morning she helped Dante with making a meal unwilling to just sit around. “It was fine, a little cold but as you said better than the floor.” she took the plate and settled down at the table.<br/><br/>She couldn’t help the playful smile which took over her lips as the servants entered the room and saw the newest addition to Dante’s collection. Nyx began to growl softly and Laylah felt sorry for the panther, she knew how unnerving it must be for her. She watched as Dante attempted to settle her before a growl from Midnight seemed to make her settle, the servants continued to watch her with caution. Laylah moved from her spot at the table as she went to sit next to Nyx eating at her side and letting the female panther feel her presence she was hoping it would give her some sort of comfort at least. All too soon it was time to get on the move once more, the travel was mostly a repeat of the others but she had made sure to reassure and pet the female panther as much as she could along the way.<br/><br/>Finally, they seemed to be approaching their destination, she had asked Dante of the place and been told it was a mine. She hadn’t really been to such a place before so wasn’t sure what to expect when she arrived, she glanced out the windows of the carriage as they approached the midday sun high within the sky. She took Dante’s offered hand as she stepped from the carriage remaining at his side, she looked over the workers they all looked weak and underfed. She glanced at Dante prepared to ask about it when she noticed his expression, he was not happy with what he was seeing before him.<br/><br/>She wanted as the Mine Supervisor came out smiling as he approached, Dante’s expression making him pause. Laylah held back the smirk which wished to curl over her lips at the sight just barely, she let out a growl she watched two of her own kind being whipped she moved to take a step forward her hand moving to her dagger. When Dante beat her to it as he charged the demon to not the ground before he began to whip at the lower demon. She paused in place for a moment her eyes looking over the two male angels as she took in their wounds and the chains upon their forms they were underfed and injured.<br/><br/>Laylah gave a nod towards Dante at his words as she rushed towards the two males her hands moving to touch their shoulders “ Please come sit. I will do what I can for your injuries” she directed them over towards a wall and gestured for them to sit. She looked up spotting a servant “Please some water and food for them and a bowl of water and a rag please”  The two male angels shared a look as they looked over the female before them she was dressed as one of their warriors and even had weapons.<br/><br/>Laylah settled between them as she gave them both a small smile “ What are your names? I am Laylah” she watched as one of them grimaced before speaking when he did his voice hoarse “ I am Karlel and this is Micah. We are brothers” she nodded and felt a tap on her shoulder as she was given what she had requested from the servant she offered the food and water up to the pair. They looked at it suspiciously so she reached out taking a drink and bite of the food before them, at the sign they reached out and began to eat and drink. She couldn’t fault their caution she was the same just days before, she shifted a little closer and the brothers shared a look before the elder of the two Micah spoke “ Little one, why are you with the Demon?” he gestured towards Dante. Laylah took the rag wetting it before raising it to begin cleaning Micah’s wounds, a soft groan escaping him at her touch “ I’m sorry, I need to clean it before I try to heal or the infection will spread. Dante, well I am a slave to you. I just have been treated better. I don’t believe he was aware you both were here. Things will change. I hope” she glanced over towards Dante hoping she was speaking the truth. She continued to tend to the pairs wounds, her darting around every now and again to find Dante, she attempted to answer their questions but many she simply did not know the answer too.