Genevieve had finished her prayer, raising her hands and slowly opening them up. Such is the way the prayers of an Ai'Onnizian ended. "Well. For you, my friend... is that a problem?" She thinks for a second, then says, "By the way. How is it that you are a demon? Were you born like that? Or... are you a fallen angyl, erm... I mean, angel?" She had pronounced angel 'ayn-jill', referring to the angels of her realm, which were made purely to counteract daemons.