"Your compliments need work," she offered dryly, but there was a smile tugging at her lips. There had to be middle grounds, and this was one of them. Already she was setting a few things she'd give a go aside in her mind. Maybe they'd be useless, maybe they wouldn't be. That would have discouraged her, but she could count on Harry not to give her too much shit and at least guide her how to make it better.
"Oh. Right. No I figured that from research." It was odd really, knowing entities like that existed. Sometimes it comforted her to know angels existed. Sometimes it didn't. She really wondered how Michael kept his faith for so long. "They're dead Vikings Harry, who do you think they actually belong to?" she was piecing things together but she had rumor and hearsay. She figured he had more of a feel for things.
At his comment about self defense she gave a light chuckle. "I mean, probably. But I'll still try. How about tomorrow?" This was what she was good at after all, and something she actually enjoyed.