"Well technically because I'm a slave, I am a piece of property." She stated, glancing over at him. "At least, isn't that how most people see me?"
Drying and putting the glass away, she shrugged a little. She didn't mind helping around the house a bit, keeping it tidy. Part of it was probably that he didn't expect it of her. But the witch figured that if she were going to be living here, she may as well do something to keep herself busy other than reading all day.
"I meant I was attached to the books." She teased, though she couldn't help but feel that maybe she was getting a little attached to the angel as well. "And they're wonderful. I've read four so far. You have such a large collection, I wasn't sure where to start at first"