Juniper was tired. Mind over worked and her powers felt weak. She spent so long deciphering cooking and such things she had hardly slept. Orias was surprisingly more pleasant. He didn't seem too terrified or traumatized within her presence and Zuureth well he just healed. She couldn't help the side glances and heaviness in her chest each time she recalled her name. She had left it out of the notebook. There was no point. She would be last to go. She had to have time to find out why it was there.<br/><br/>Wandering through the kitchen she paused and glanced around. "Orias!" She called out to the elder demon, biting her bottom lip as she put on her innocent look. "I'm out of food. There is nothing but spinach in there. Half a carton of juice. Maybe some left overs." She scooted a long list of items over to the demon, smiling sheepishly. "Will you get the things please." Juniper had yet to venture outside the hotel room. Ophelia had already paid a visit and nearly torn the other demons apart in the process. Juniper had to calmly explain her predicament. Only Ophelia knew about her name being on his skin. Reluctantly the demoness had been leaving them alone with random check ins. It was her hotel after all.<br/><br/>This chaos that had filled her life since her mistake was bringing the angel to feel helpless and lost. As soon as Orias finally gave in and went shopping Juniper found her smile fading. It was getting harder to be happy when one felt like crying. Helping demons. Granted it was to catch other demons and they were deserving of punishment. Juniper missed home, that small garden, her friends. As she thought of her home she felt the sting in her chest and the water in her eyes. The creaking on the floor brought her to spin around so her back faced that person. She had nearly completely forgotten about Zuureth.<br/><br/>Fighting back her tears the blonde turned back with a smile on her face. "I nearly forgot you were here. I sent Orias to get some food." She paused a moment as their eyes met. That swirling feeling in her stomach as her breaths became low. Her heart picking up ever so slightly before she tore her gaze away. "Is there something I can help you with?" She spoke quietly as she found a rag and began wiping the counter. Keeping her hands busy as if that would help the growing tension between them.