Serene grinned at the woman, seeing the cackling fade as she lowered her guard, if only slightly. "Trish... waz eet?" she said, turning to face the woman once more. "You know ser Dante personally, do you? Work with him often?" she asked, shifting her top slightly. She was beginning to wonder just what this woman could do. Her eyes wandered down to some of the glass scattered around the ground, cringing inside as there were a few large enough for her to see herself in... the lack of a face showing. She'd step slowly away, hoping that Trish was not perceptive enough to notice it.<br/><br/>"You're not human... zat is certain... I voodn't expect zem to be capable of such zings..." she said, lifting a hand to inspect her nails. "Zo... are you like ser Dante, and a half-devil?"