Syra watched him fall silent. Ignoring the tension that was building around him. She hums to herself as she waited. Looking at Satanachia. She watched his reaction and almost giggled. It was humorous to see his momentary baffled look. She refrained from giggling but just barely. Watching him roll out the word like he was tasting it. She shifted again. She was a very impish natured young woman. Satanachia might not consider her a friend but that didn't effect or bother her in the slightest. She grinned almost demonically as she thought of the strangest mixture of magic meets prank to do to the man who upset the demon she was finding herself liking. So strange that she would like a demon when a demonic father possessed by a full demon is what had her living where she did. Oh well...irony was just a sweet fruit that loved to throw its sour seeds at people. Not that she cared. She was afraid of her old man but he feared her power.<br/><br/>She flat out ignored the fact he brushed her hand from him. Watching him following out the corner of her eye. "Yeah. Many things. People like that for some reason. I really don't get the pet concept either but it is what it is." She says softly. Shaking her head and then shrugs. "Maybe not to a demon. To humans it serves a purpose. The purpose is to feel companionship without the risk of being betrayed. An animal is loyal and rarely picky about who they are loyal to. People on the other hand usually have ulterior motives to loyalty. I have never dealt with loyalty. Not since mother was murdered by a demon possessed father. He didn't like her protecting me." She says. Musing a bit. "I remember...something about power...it scared him. Oh well..." She shrugs it off like it was nothing.<br/><br/>She looked at him and blinked. "Not sure. Humans usually do things they believe serves a purpose. That is the difference between demons and humans. We do things we believe and feel serve a purpose. Usually for selfish reasons. Demons just do things to do them but only if they deem it serving a purpose to aid them in whatever the task is at hand." She says. She closed her eyes and walked. She couldn't quite remember where she was going. Probably to a look out point Gabriel showed her. It is where she always went to think and muse over the happenings in the world nowadays.<br/><br/>She kept walking. Playing with a tiny wisp of magic between her fingers. Rolling the nickel sized wisp around her fingers. Absentmindedly of course. She was thinking herself. She could help Satanachia be himself in this world but why bother. He really wasn't going to do anything for her. She was different from other humans. Even Gabriel said that. He would never tell her why. Or even how she was different. She knew some reasons though. She had two souls. She had a piece of Gabriel's and her own. She couldn't die very well but other humans could. She self healed even from the darkest of injuries. Then there was her powerful magic. It was all things that didn't equal up to anything that made sense. She looked at Satanachia. "Do you have immediate plans for being on Earth or just long term plans?"<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF0000">Jace scowls and his features tightened. Oh hell no. He was not going to be ripped apart by his cousin. Arrogant little brat that he was. He shook his head. He was such a child the prince of hell was. He needed to grow up before he tried thinking he was a man. He walked Bree outside the parlor and away from the city. He didn't react to her actions. "Yes. We are away from my bratty cousin now." He says simply. He shook his head. "We are going home. I have no further need or reason to dwell or dally or play around in this city." He says honestly. "Besides...I need to do my late afternoon training. I live outside town." he says. Holding onto her he flashed them, in what could be considered teleporting, to the outskirts of the city. He lets her go and leads her towards the meadows and fields. His house would not be too far away from there. "Tell me about yourself Bree." He says warmly. "That is a hopeful statement not a verbal command." He adds.</span>