Nathaniel took a step back when he saw Capet's smile fade, and his claws extended when he saw the sword. "...Girl?" he muttered, looking at Capet confused. This odd delusion soon ended, and Capet was back to his 'normal' self.<span style="font-style: italic">He's weirder than I thought...</span>Nathaniel folded his arms over his chest. "My 'dear' angel... pft. She's worth about as much to me as you are." Of course, that was an obvious contradiction to what he had just done. He defended her from getting hurt. Demons weren't supposed to do that.<span style="font-style: italic">Am I just getting soft, or something?</span>