She returned the kiss but the passion of moments before was now replaced by fear, She didn't want to do this, didn't want to confront the human past.
"What I've become huh?"
She'd lie, she'd have to lie to this version of her, play the good demon, maybe she could tell her some of the true stuff, love and friendship, but she could never tell her that she was still a woman of faith, just...not the same faith.
"What is she like, is she...do you like her?"
It was an irrtational question, of course it was. But she asked it anyway.