"Right!" Caressa nodded in agreement to Maria's own statement of the rules.<em>"Unless I can snag him over to my side before that time and make a swift victory..."</em>She thought with a smirk. But all her prideful arrogance fizzled to a dud as the demoness introduced herself. She chided herself for not having thought to do the same - it was the polite thing to do. Still, she hadn't expected the entire affair to turn into some great contest so she easily let that one go.<br/><br/>Something started to drag her attention away from her thoughts then, as she noticed how the wish recipient was reacting to the way that the demon moved. It perplexed her like something nagging in the back of her mind and she didn't know why but it annoyed her as well. It was as if the Goddess was feeling a twinge of jealousy even though the concept was mostly foreign to her. When he said his name and Maria moved in for the "kill" Caressa repeated the word. "Mike?" She said, her voice soft and sweet, with a note of honest amusement. "What a wonderful name! Steeped in cultural aspects of the Christian aspect of the divine!" She giggled and moved in close, bowing at the waist in a more personable greeting, causing her long champagne pigtails to swing down to touch the ground. "I'm Caressa - a Goddess from the help line you reached. I specialize in comfort." With that she stood straight again and smiled sweetly, her eyes closing serenely in the process. "So I do hope that I can be of some help in granting your wish!"