"Demons are not known from whence I came from, only the Fallen of which I am worst." Her tone was playful, almost teasing, and were she more familiar with normal human communication, a wink might have accompanied her words. "Mortal and useless I may have become, but to fathom such limits, I thirst."
Her free hand draped itself lazily upon his shoulder as she had observed before, and she let herself fall into his time and measure. It was not, at first, as graceful as one might have expected, but before too long her body began to follow with ease.