â€œYou donâ€™t?â€ That was a surprise. So many humans believed and feared. Well, now they knew, or thought they knew. Satanachia however, knew that proof wasnâ€™t the same as belief and he laughed at the poor humans, so safe in their knowledge and believing themselves untouchable because of their religion. It was refreshing to meet one that didnâ€™t care one way or the other.<br/><br/>The demon prince pulled her out along the precarious place he stood. Easy for him, but it bent under the weight of a human, however slight she might be. â€œWhy not? Come with me? How did you meet an angel?â€ He knew that angels didnâ€™t usually stay on the Earth plane. They could, but the ones heâ€™d met through Gabrielâ€™s eyes never seemed to like it. Less now probably. Didnâ€™t matter to him.<br/><br/>He waited for her to answer before pulling her down into a terrifying plummet to the ground. Whirling and swooping close to the asphalt. Satanachia wanted for his dear cousin to see his antics, and to know that he was with a human girl. Just to see what kind of talk it would generate. Even if little Jace felt no need to spread gossip, he felt sure that his friend, the oh-so-honorable, stick-up-his-ass Lucarios would.