She waited until he was quite done speaking before she even thought of speaking herself. The laughter in this place had not seemed to affect her, as she could have cared less what this lot thought of her. If not for this Fallen she would have slaughtered every one of its inhabitants without batting and eye. After all it was her duty. Her charge. If she did not, then she would be neglecting her task at hand. That would not please the Father...nor the Arch-angels.<br/><br/>However when she did open her mouth to speak, she didn't get the chance. Corvenos had tripped or rather.... fallen... backwards due to someone elses intervention. Her gaze caught at the old man, lips twitching in amusement as he spoke to the Fallen and then introduced himself. Afterwards, when she was gestured to a seat, she walked over but didn't sit down.<br/><br/>"My name is none of your concern, in truth, mister im going to attempt to ruffle your feathers and accuse you of being suicidal and or stupid. It's Layla, though," Layla sniffed, her sword still in her hand though the point was toward the ground. "oh yes, and I do not do what everyone tells me, only my superiors. Also, did you miss when i said 'I was sent here in the war'. I believe war does entail violence yes. I was not told to pay heed to treaties or any such thing, simply to follow my orders." She smiled ever so sweetly, truly an angelic smile, "and Corvenos, traitor to Heaven, my orders are to extinguish the very race you fell for."