Silas stood up, staring at Eve with not an expression in his demon form. "I like carpets," he mumbled.<br/><br/>Mentally, a timer ticked down in his mind. As 10 seconds passed, Silas shifted back into human form, now looking sleepily at Eve.<br/><br/>"I used to sleep in the barns a lot. Animals are pretty soft, and most of them have no idea what a demon is, so they ignore me."<br/><br/>He looked down at the carpet, and smiled at Eve. "Silk carpets feel almost the same." Silas stifled a yawn and stretched out his arms.<br/><br/>----<br/><br/>Capet closed the door with a small click, and grinned at Nathaniel with his trademark smile.<br/><br/>"Why does a demon wish to save the dear angel, anyhow?"<br/><br/>The steward grabbed the chair from the desk study of the room and sat on it. He leaned back and winked at the demon cheekily.