Unfortunately, any opportunity for further argument was ruined whenever Blue decided that she was beneath him. Sticking out her tongue at his turned-back was probably detrimental to her cause but she did it anyway, mindlessly at that.

Food however, was still on her mind and she finished up quickly before going to see what else she could rob without appearing to take too much food. Anyway, the blue-haired guy took a few slices of pizza. Smiling, she eyed up the fruit bowl that had been nestled in the corner - that was precisely what she needed. Years of eating meat had soured her from the food so she eagerly ate whatever was grown.

Letting her hand drift over the fruit, she heard Ixion's call to arms and she really couldn't help but sigh - demons never let her everything she wanted to do; that primarily being sleep. Turning back around, she fished an apple from the bowl and raised it to her red lips before her mildly-pronounced fangs dug in and extracted the sour nectar.

Letting out another sigh, she flung her arms up and turned her eyes skyward - once again silently cursing the foul deity that had stolen her only desire. Although, she realised that this was probably not the best idea considering the fact that the first attack happened straight after she cursed said-God. Sending a bit of a sorry look upwards, she crunched down on her apple before trudging out to the group.

On her passing of Claws, she noted his pretty poor choice of words considering what he was doing only a few minutes earlier. Armed with a dark look, Cara narrowed her eyes and sat up on the back of the sofa he was on before drawing her gun around. "Strong-" Her hand pulled at the latch that extended the shoulder rest "-words, Claws." With that, she extended the barrel out and clicked it into place before moving over to take point.

Jelly seemed like a good kid, he really did but Cara wasn't in the mood for dealing with a scared little kid and his homicidal demon-buddy. So, she made the conscious decision to leave his offer and focus down on the scene playing out in front of her.

The demon was strong, to say the least but that wasn't the thing that bothered her - she felt like she should have known him but she really had no idea. This guy looked a little freaky but if he thought he was going to deprive her of sleep, he had something else coming. "Can we just shoot him? I hate to kill the negotiations but that guy smells like trouble and over the years, I've grown a keen sense of smell for that."