Amora turned her head and looked Elizabeth in the eye, "What do you mean 'fall in love'? I was bought to fall for him?" It was unheard of. Why would a demon want a human to fall in love with them? Yes, it might mean more control over them, but if it was for the romance... Amora was unable to understand such a concept.<br/><br/>Once her hair was done, she went into the nearby hut, careful not to look down as she crossed the thick weave of plant growth. One could still see the ground through the branches, and Amora didn't like heights. Once she was in the little hut, she gasped at the sheer amount and color options that lay before her. Deciding simply to go with the color bow in her hair, she chose a simple, threadbare sky blue dress.<br/><br/>She was soon back on the earth, still feeling rather sheepish towards her new master. "I'm ready to talk."