Emily gave a small gasp as she, as Rylie had, put two and two together, "Ohhhh. I get it."<br/>"So do I," Rylie muttered, staring at the floor and blushing furiously.<br/>"I think it's cute."<br/>"You think everything's cute."<br/>"I-... Okay, fine. I think it's romantic, how's that?"<br/>Rylie sighed as Raphael cleaned the three-thousand years of waxy buildup out of Kratos' ears, "Yeah sure. suppressing one's emotions so you don't fall in love because the last time you did so the other person died is exactly what I would describe as romantic."<br/><br/>Emily frowned, "Yeah, when you put it that way, the whole thing just kinda sucks."<br/><br/>Rylie shook her head and directed her gaze at Kratos, "Of this, I can only say: What happened in the past is fixed and unchanging. What happens<span style="font-style: italic">now,</span>though, has yet to be decided. I think we can both agree that it is unwise to let the events of the past solely dictate our actions in the here and now. That said, I believe we have a familiar to create... And you promised a lesson in fighting."<br/><br/>Emily gaped at her friend, "Sometimes, Ry-Ry, you just sound really super smart."<br/><br/>The newly realized demoness huffed as she exited the kitchen, "Sometimes, she says..."