Standing straight back up as soon as she felt the dark energy pulse behind her she turned around with an almost puzzled expression to witness the demon boy from before. What did he mean bent over, she wasn't bent over for any-
Quickly with the realization of her skirt's shortness Emma smoothed the fabric down with a rather pinkish toned pout to her angelic face.
"Is stalking perhaps a hobby of yours?" She questioned not entirely harsh, he did seem rather playful.
Playful, but dangerous. Like that back yard you always wanted to go investigate but it seemed too scary.
The Celestial Turned, but only with slight caution to close her empty suit case and tuck it away underneath her bed. She made sure instead of bending over to go onto her knees but she still felt exposed. Maybe that was just how she felt around him in general?
She wouldn't allow herself to think like this anymore, she was an angel. Not a mortal and certainly not like this demon standing in front of her.