Nathaniel looked like a man on a mission, regardless of the disapproving angel on his shoulder. "Nathaniel, in all seriousness, let me down!" she stated, looking somewhat frustrated. He was traversing the forest with ease, though the fact that it was nearing the end of twilight, it became hard to see. Thankfully, they found a dirt path, and were following it. Nathaniel already knew, if they met someone else, he would have to take drastic measures to keep the angel a secret. That's what Aris would want, anyways.<br/><br/>He hadn't even noticed someone was following them until the crunch of bark being pried loose by a shoe made him stop in his tracks. He turned his head, glaring into the night, while the angel slid off his back. "What is it?" she asked, squinting to see who it was. "I'm not sure." he mumbled, about an inch of his blade unsheathed when he finally recognized one of the girls from before. The demoness. "If you're going to pry, you may as well come along beside us." He called out.