Azreal laughed.  "No, he was just a guy I was talking to.  Nice guy, wouldn't hurt a fly." She said, being truthful, for once.  Azreal's eyes darted to the flame.  Yup, her suspicions where right.  This guy must have be at least half demon to perfrom magic like this.  "Azreal, that's my name." She said, looking back up at Alexander.  Her eyes looked at the smaller peson.  "A child...in a streigtjacket?  ...interesting."