<em>Reaver can't resist a smirk, turning her head to nuzzle against Atelia lightly as she whispers.<br/><br/>"Well, if angels can fall..."<br/><br/>The fiendbinder feels her baatezu lightly kissing her cheek and neck as much as the awkward angle allow, laughing softly and almost... contentedly as she does.<br/><br/>"Mmmm... Sure you-- or for that matter, they-- can handle another devil? We're a devious bunch... or at least, so I've heard. And, well... at least Lemonscent, but she isn't hard to win over. And... thank you. For believing in us."<br/><br/>As the fiendbinder lets go, the hamatula turns around and engulfs her in a fierce hug, though her voice is still soft.<br/><br/>"No matter what happens out there... I'll protect you. Devil's promise."</em>