<div style="text-align: center">Vestele:​</div><br/>Laylah shifted in place her hand rising to brush her hair back from her face as she looked over at Dante as he spoke of the great farm and his lands to the north. He seemed to care a lot about his people and the people within the hidden city, she was still processing the situation within the caves and the destiny of her people, for so long she had thought that they were lost. Now they had a future, at least she hoped they did. She felt his hand caress her skin softly in a tender touch before his hand fell and he let out a sigh, she wasn’t sure what to say or do so instead her  eyes glanced out towards the window as she took in the trees and forest as they moved.So much had managed to change within the last few days, it seemed so very long ago that she had been locked in that cage within the slavers market. After a few moments her eyes turned to settle on Dante as she looked over him as his eyes closed and he seemed to be thinking of something. She tilted her head and watched unwilling to break him from his thoughts, no doubt finding out he had a little sister and that angels and demons could have children was as big a shock for him as it was for her.<br/><br/>His question threw her off a little as she had to pause to think about her honest answer, what did she think of the demon before her. He was nothing like the demons she had encountered in the past and well the last evenings venture into the underground had opened her eyes completely to what he and his father were both willing to risk to help her and her people. She blinked and met his eyes as he continued to speak, a monster.. It was true when he had first bought her she had feared for her life and what he would demand of her but now, now it had changed right? Laylah’s tongue darted out as she swiped over her bottom lip wetting it before she spoke “ I.. I don’t believe you a monster, what you and your father are willing to risk to help my people proves that. What I think of you, I’m not sure, you are an engima. You are nothing like what I know demons to be.” she was aware she was still his slave but for once she wasn’t worried about what was to come or even if he did want to demand anything from her, she would willingly pay any price for her people and in the back of her mind she was slowing beginning to like the demon before her even of her heart refused to allow her to accept it