Veronica continued her silent vigil as she followed the pair through the mansion, her gaze not once departing the man standing near the frail seeming girl. She hadn't liked many of the changes brought up by the odd combination of scientific breakthroughs and divine 'magic', yet she couldn't help but feel extra alert with the man around, nothing to do with the way he looked. Her boots didn't make a sound as she walked, her movements oddly quietly as she stalked after them. Every now and again she'd reach up to adjust her belt, subconsciously tightening it around her slim waist thanks to the nervous energy that was building up within her. Of course, she couldn't help but overhear the conversation the two were having, however silent they tried to be, though her attention was taken by the small umbrella the girl picked up. Veronica blinked slightly before a faint sigh escaped, the only sound she'd made in awhile. Hope truly did appear to be like a doll, causing her to once again wonder how the woman could manage without more help.<br/><br/>Finally they arrived at what was beginning to seem like a private section of the estate, a garden of sorts. She thoughtfully glanced over the hedges as she did her best to relax in the still bright sunlight before hurriedly filling in as the gate was opened while making sure to close it once she was through. Nothing could've prepared her for the sight that suddenly greeted her eyes however, barely managing in keeping herself from gasping at what lay before her. Those slender eyebrows climbed as she stared at the enthralling crystalized flowers, something she'd never had the pleasure of seeing before. Yet she was truly shocked when Hope suddenly knelt down and began tending to them with such peaceful expression; she only registered the flames a moment later.<br/><br/>Veronica shifted her weight from one foot to the other as Hope spoke, her cheeks brightening slightly when the woman focused her attention upon the nun and answered her earlier questions. "So long as you truly chose this for yourself," she murmured back, the faintest tinge of jealousy in her tone; she hadn't had much of a choice in her own predicament, however easy her father had tried to make the transition. Yet a quick frown graced those soft lips of hers when Dameon spoke, her eyes coldly locking onto him. "It's one thing to ally with sentient creatures, or beings of darkness that once actually possessed humanity... it is an entirely different thing to... to deal with demons." Her fingers immediately balled into fists as she moved a foot to the side, clearly speaking to Hope as she continued her focus attention on the man.<br/><br/>Before she had a chance to react more to the thing before her, a sudden call broke her concentration, causing her to turn slightly and glance back. "Wha-?" A sudden gasp burst from her lips as pain enveloped her torso, quickly tripping and falling onto her back. She winced as the wind left her lungs, dazing her briefly as she cursed herself again. She'd completed stopped paying attention to the world around her, having not even noticed the addition of another individual. Yet as she slowly came to, her large blue eyes blinked several times up at a young, blonde boy... no, man. As she slowly became aware of her own body, her entire face turning bright red at the sight of him so close to her, though she quickly noticed even more embarrassing things, namely her top. The middle had opened up again, a button having come free to let loose those ample globes of hers. Worse, her beautiful cross was stuck firmly between the pair of supple flesh, the fronts of which her barely touching the newcomer's chest.<br/><br/>Only a few seconds passed as she laid there, yet with a sudden, infuriated glare she brought up her right arm in a blindingly fast strike, fully intent on hitting Andrew across the side of the head with the purpose of throwing him off. "Get the hell off me you heretical pervert!"<br/><br/>