"Mason Alexander Hughes..." Rousalka's rosebud lips moved to repeat the name, but her focus was elsewhere. She was still caught up in examining the human. This was the first time she'd seen one up close. She hadn't expected him to be so... prideful. She finished staring and her eyes snapped back to Notiaras. "Get off of my cloud," she said curtly. The proxy was necessary to her, as in the current situation it was frowned upon for a Heavenly Figure to descend to the Earth, but she hated having Demon scum on her island. The timid Demon took a few steps back, clutching at the magic stone until it whisked him away. Rousalka stared at where he'd been, raising an eyebrow as if she wasn't convinced he'd actually left.<br/><br/>After a moment, the Angel turned about-face, starting up the "stone" pathway. It was obvious she intended for Mason to follow. "You have an interesting name," she said causally. "'Creator of Colors'..." Due to her Angelic knowledge and way of thinking, "Mason" came across as "one who forges," and "Hughes" was misinterpreted as "Hues" as in, hues of color. "Mine is Rousalka Cadence. You will content with calling me "Mistress"." She didn't lead them inside; instead stopping at the gazebo to look out at the flowers dotting her cloud.