Syra looks at him. She'd merely shrugged. She wasn't scared of the demon prince. She felt...strange...around him but not scared. But she spoke before he left. "Yes I do. I don't care. I'm stronger than you think." she then ignored him. Gave him the cold shoulder. She turns and sees Gabriel...himself. She tackle hugs him happily. "YAY! Your truly here now! Even though it may just be for a bit...your here!" she says. Then gets up. Helping him up. "Yep! Coffee. With lotsa sugar and french vanilla creamer...just the way you like it." she says. She'd never forgotten anything where her friend was involved. She wraps an arm around his waist. And takes him to the nearest coffee shop.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FFBF00">Jace blinks. And falls silent. "hmm? You really think so?" he asks softly. Looking around and listening. Then shrugs. It wasn't his cousin...he was glad. He falls silent. "No one wants more than that from a demon...demon and human females are alike in that aspect. Apparently...as I've been told many times...women don't like damaged goods. Basically. I was good for sex and nothing more."</span>