Laila's eyes flicked to V as he ranted about God's interferance.  Being a demon, V was never in His presence.  Laila, herself, had only glimpsed the Almighty once and only for a moment when she was very young and had wandered to the doors that led to his Throne Room.  One of the Council Members had been leaving, and she had caught sight of a seemingly young man.  He was a giant in size, with white, glowing eyes and a head-ful of long, black hair.  The Council Member had swiftly scorned her and hurried her away.  Since Laila fell before officially becoming inducted into the League, Laila knew little of how much God interfered with the League.  She noticed V's temper starting to teeter toward the dangerous end, and finally took notice to how crowded the Pit had become.  V losing his temper would cause some serious damage.  However, she also knew V would most likely gear his anger toward the humans and the angels.  Her eyes narrowed on him as she leaned toward him,<span style="font-weight: bold">"If you're thinking about tearing through this place, fine.  But don't even think about going after Lucy, do you understand?  She is mine."</span>Her eyes returned to Valentine.  Corv?  Hunted?  Her eyebrows quirked.<span style="font-weight: bold">"If Corv is being hunted by the Council, why would he be here?  This is a well-known hangout for Fallens."</span>She glanced at the door Corv and Lucy disappeared behind.  What was taking them so damn long?  She shrugged.<span style="font-weight: bold">"Beats me.  I only recognize Marcia."</span>