<div class="floatright">(http://www.conflictdivine.com/2008/abstract-illustration-evil.jpg)</div><strong>Xar inclined his head towards Azrael. </strong>"One being so low as I would not expect the Archangels to know of his existence. I am honoured by your kind words, my Lord."<br/><br/>Meanwhile, in the doorway, the butler mumbled somewhat and stepped aside, leaving a wide enough space for Azrael to walk through, if he so felt inclined. Still not having answered his question, Henry toyed with his clipboard and his not-so-up-to-date list.<br/><br/>"I take it your wish would be to either rest in a guest room or find the Lady of the House?" Xar said as he wandered into the puddle of light, the leather he was wearing making soft noises as he moved, and through the dooropening to await in the hall behind the door, so blatantly ignoring the human it was obvious he noted him.<br/>"I am uncertain if the keeper is on the grounds. Time moves differently here. She may both be and not be here at the same time..."<br/>Waiting patiently what Azrael might do, Xar just stood there, black eyes only on the Angel of Death.<br/><br/><br/><br/>