"Mm, I believe the two of you would get on rather well, though she is... Quite feminine. You're a bit of a tomboy," mused the fallen angel. He summoned up the tea set, with hot water and all of the trappings that made a fine tea, slowly and methodically setting about pouring himself a cup. He used his fingertip to keep from overpouring in the cup. "Not that I see anything wrong with being one, especially considering where you come from to get to that end."