The angel frowned at the odd greeting. "What the fuck are you talking about?" the angels anger dissipated, becoming replaced by confusion. "Do we know each other?" he glanced behind the demon before shoving him aside with surprising strength. "Ah i see. You were the demon on the Tristan case. You could have just turned him into the archangels. Do you need help with the body?"<br/><br/>he truly didnt know who this demon was. He knew that he saw him in dreams but that was about it. He tilted his head and let out a sigh. Every time he looked at the demon his irises turned that wanting gold, and he had no idea. His mind didnt remember Adri, but his body sure did. And it was acting accordingly.