"Silly..." It wasn't normal for people to speak to him without fear, anger, hatred, or respect. But this young human girl did none of those things. Maybe he should have questioned Gabriel about it, but his pride got in the way and he could do it himself. A sudden sense of hilarity struck him from somewhere else, making his lips quirk into a smile that was gone almost as quickly as it had appeared. This little human girl, this Syra of Gabriel's was much more intriguing than any demon.<br/><br/>"Cute? I suppose. I prefer stunning." The narrow, oil slick colored wings ruffled, displaying an inward kind of annoyance. "Well then Syra, you should know that bowing to your prince is a sign of respect, not fear. Perhaps I should teach you to respect me..."