“Or, perhaps we will have to make a trip.” Mina laughed, noting Terra’s mischievous expression after she offered up a witty response. She wouldn’t put it past the succubus to withhold clothing if it suited her agenda. Syn seemed to be keeping her at bay, but it seemed that he had his own demon to worry about—not that he appeared worried at all when Cynthia slid into his lap. There was a pang of something that hit her when he placed a hand in her lap, a foreign but fleeting feeling the came and went quickly. Mina couldn’t really put her finger on what it was that seemed to irk her, but she didn’t dwell on it for very long, not when she was being asked if she had questions.<br/><br/>She should have had a great deal of questions for her demon, but only a few really came to mind. Mina didn’t usually care about someone’s past. Often it wasn’t so relevant to who a person was in the present. Even she was much different than she used to be, but the same in many ways. Her zest for life, unshakable spirit, and her heart were very much in tact though certain events threatened to strip her of those innate qualities once upon a time. They changed her habits mainly.<br/><br/>“Well, I suppose I should know my own guardian.” She said after another long sip of wine. “I’m kind of ashamed to say I don’t know very much about you at all. I guess I meant to ask you the first night we met, but I was so overwhelmed.”<i>Tired </i>she meant. “I know that you’re very old. I also know your abilities and your role here over the Void territories, but I don’t know how it is that you got here.” She admitted. “Why don’t you tell me about your upbringing and how it is that you came to rule over this land?”