Of course he was going to ask. And it seemed as if Zetta was a little annoyed by it. Not that this surprised her: she figured he would likely only be happy if she was with a demon or something like that.

She had made careful sure to keep her neck covered, though this time she lowered the neckline of her robe a little, and a very, very noticeable bite was there, looking to be still in its early stages.

"You could say that. We became formal about seeing each other the day of the prom. You know, when you and your gang crashed it?"