She looked at War and sighed. She didn't want to get involved. " are you sure? That was a year ago...things change a lot out here in a day, theres no telling what has happened in a year ago....Besides I have no desire to go back and face those dammed angels again." She growled the last part. She had grown to hate demons and angels alike though she tried not too. Hate was poison. Hate was a sin, that lead to others, and she was trying so hard to be pure once more. her eyes looked into his. " but I suppose if I have no choice...I would rather do that then die."