archangeloflove-flonne:

deathemizel:

archangeloflove-flonne:

Flonne nods, and the smile stays on her lips. “Yes. I am Archangel Flonne. It’s so nice to see you again, Sir Emizel! Have you been well?”

Emizel smiles back at her. “I’m doing fine, Archangel Flonne.” Fraternizing with an angel? Is that something a demon should be doing? Emizel thought to himself.

Then again, he did hang around Artina all the time.
“And, uh, how have you been?” He finished lamely.

“That’s good to hear!” she says cheerfully. “Me? I’ve been fine as well.” She tilts her head, and laughs softly. “A little busy, perhaps, but I’m fine. Thank you for asking, Sir Emizel.”

Emizel shifted his gaze away, and laughed nervously.
“N-no problem. Busy is good right? Keeps you, uh, busy.” He scratched the back of his head and kept his eyes off the Archangel.