<div style="text-align: center">Vestele:​</div><br/>She nodded at him, as she settled the daggers in place, she enjoyed the comfortable weight of them at her side. Knowing she could call upon them if needed, so far Dante had been working to dispel the notions she had about the Demon lords and so far he was doing well. Laylah found herself slightly thankful to end up in his hands and not that of one of the other lords who would have put her to death without a second thought. She had silently decided that she would stay with him for now and see how things turned out at less until she had some kind of plan of how to find her own kind. As she followed him outside his hand on her arm guiding her she couldn’t help the small smirk that came to her lips at the shock and disbelief on the face of Alex.<br/><br/>She merely arches an eyebrow at the male and paid him no attention, she had managed not to slit the demon's throat yet after all. Laylah listened to the conversation between Dante and the lower level demon as he reassured him of her place and also the need for change. She wondered if he meant what he said or if it was all just false words to lure her into a false sense of security. She would watch him carefully and see if he was true to what he said if so he may become an ally rather than an enemy one day. She settled in the carriage as Dante directed her inside Dante taking a seat to her side moments later.<br/><br/>Laylah looked over at Dante “ Well that makes two of us. I trust very few of your people. They all have more power than me in your home. It is your word alone that allows me to keep breathing. Trust is earned” she turned to glance out the window watching as the group gathered before setting off, she watched from the window as they moved along the roads for what felt like hours before they finally came to a stop she waited for Dante’s direction before disembarking the carriage as she was lead inside. The way station was small compared to the castle then again most places would be, it was comfortable and it would be better than a tent in the woods.<br/><br/>Laylah settled into place moving to curl with Midnight before the fire as the night continued his movement and the soft growl making her look up at the door as she made her way to her feet cautious and curious of what had grabbed the attention of the black panther. She watched as Dante took out his weapon her own hand moving to draw her dagger from its place as she moved silently behind him her eyes watching for what lay in wait within the darkness of the forest. She watched as Midnight darted forward hissing and growling at the other creature and took a step closer only inches behind Dante as she looked over his shoulder watching as the two large panthers clashed before her.<br/><br/>Laylah looked at Dante as if he was crazy as he let out a laugh, Midnight was in the middle of a battle he could be harmed. However, as she moved to scold him her eyes darted towards the pair before they widened as she saw the display between the pair. Apparently, Midnight had found a friend she let a soft smile curl over her lips as she took a step back allowing herself to head back over to the fire as she put her dagger away. She settled down and sipped at her mug at the water, no doubt it would be time to rest soon before they set out once more in the morning.