Being an angel and a supposed source of unfiltered goodness, Selena couldn't go around insulting children; this one, however, annoyed her more than other children ever had, and Selena suspected her bloodline was to blame for it entirely. "If you know what shape it looks like then why did you ask?" She retorted brusquely, walking firmly away. Only...the little girl kept coming after her, and Selena rolled her eyes as she had to get her double shot espresso with a little demon-spawn yapping on behind her. "Okay, fine. Turtle it is." Selena sighed and removed the coffee from the machine, mixing it with the little plastic stick it came with. Selena had another eye-roll in her for the heaven thing. "How would you know?" she muttered. There really was just a reactive bitterness against demonic blooded people in her, wasn't there?
She eyed the little girl without an ounce of anything welcoming on her expression. "Neither." She replied, taking a sip of her coffee. "I'm not a child care worker either." Selena added, taking her phone out of her pocket to check if she had been called. Right now she would rather that than this.