Angelis just sighed and shook his head, pulling the dehydrated meat back and taking another bite before he was rifling through his things for something else. He caught the jerky between his teeth as he finished setting up his tent and bedroll. Taking a bite, he grabbed the meat and broke the silences. "You know... the more you talk, the more I come to realize that you don't have any more an idea of what's going on than I do. But you are either ignorant, or just playing at having no idea... both of which seem deadly in this situation." The young demon turned his head to look over his shoulder and he just seemed to stare at the young tied-up woman for a few long moments. It was more a measuring gaze, as if he was taking stock of her as a whole rather than just... staring at her.<br/><br/>"But you know what?" Angelis was standing, the soft ring of metal coming as the silver of a blade caught the light of the night. Stepping toward her with the knife, he knelt next to her and cut her ropes free. "I'm a bit tired of hearing your accusations. So, instead of following my instincts, I'm going to do what I should have done in the first place, and just not involve myself." He cut her hands free and stood up, turning to walk toward his bedroll. The night air was getting much cooler with winter's approach, but that was not his concern. "You're free. Just don't come screaming to me when someone is after you. I tried helping, but I'm only going to let my hand be slapped away so many times before I refuse to offer any further aid."