<br/>"Will you lay off the sarcasm!" she snapped slightly crossing her arms, "it got old from the second I met you," She grumbled. Teleporting it is...<br/><br/>She grumbled and rubbed her head upon reappearing. She was lain on the bed.<br/><br/>It was soft, and comfortable, something she didn't expect. She closed her eyes briefly, then sat up when she was reminded this wasn't her place.<br/><br/>She sat up pushing her hair to the back. The place was organized, and quite contemporary especially considering that this demon was old. "nice place," she spoke rather unintentionally, studying the decoration.<br/><br/>She closed her eyes again, she wasn't quite as comfortable as he was with his nudity. But decided better than to even bring it up. She glanced around the place again. She could hear the shower start.<br/><br/>Part of her sympathized with his pain, and another part wanted to hurt him. He was so enigmatic. She didn't know what he was after at all, one minute he was hurting her, choking her, another he was saving her hide. . . Now he's telling her she could shower.<br/><br/>"are you schizophrenic?" she asked standing up to walk to the book shelves studying the literature he had. "or is it just some demon thing that you guys are inconsistent.. . "