"<em>Half</em>demon, thank you. And I enjoy serving her. That may be because she<em>ordered</em>me to do so, but that's neither here nor there." Angela said, icily, and then shrugged. "I am, no matter what you think, loyal to her. She's not even<em>in</em>the city, she leaves me here to see to her affairs. I am hers. This house is hers. And, should she wish it,<em>you</em>are hers. Unless I can get you out of here beforehand. I don't<em>want</em>to hurt anyone. I do what I can to prevent that. But you deal the hand that you are dealt. And most here, if not all, have losing hands."