She'd heard and smelled the girl as she got close. Her werewolf senses kicking in. She spun quickly to face her, and seeing no obvious threat, she lowered the knife slowly. She was human, and not a vampire. So, there was that she supposed.
"Hello." She said, examining the girl. Her clothes were odd, but then she'd just woken up in a graveyard. Not much odder than that, really. "No, not really." She frowned, she assumed that if the devil was trying to disrupt their attempt at containing him, by sending them far away Hal would probably be near by as well. As for Emil, well this girl wouldn't be able to see him, anyway.
"How did you know?" Her eyes narrowed. "Do you work for him, the devil?" She demanded, before answering her own question, "No, of course not. He'd have just killed you. Lord Hal, then?"