"Running away? I would think you'd want to discover why your family was murdered." Concern? Apparently not as the butler shrugged the thought away. "As you wish, my Lady. We shall travel abroad to tour the world. If that's what you humans do." On the comment about her not being afraid, the butler smirked, showing off his inhuman anatomy of teeth again. Along with the smirking, that too was starting to become a bad habit.

"Yes, I suppose it would prove difficult to fear an eternal servant...which reminds me, my Lady. Do you prefer my current form as I am now?" He paused a moment to let that sink in her head. "When the two of us met, I was under the guise of a walking corpse." His eyes flashed for an instant.

"But I can do so much more, my Lady! Form and shape bear no meaning to me! Watch."

His body began to contort, twisting, turning, and grinding in on itself. Bones relocated and flesh transformed...until a completely different person stood on front of Angela. Damien has transformed now...into a girl her age. The only registration that she was still the butler was the suit, the black hair, and the red eyes.

The female Damien giggled once. "Would you prefer me in this form?" His body began to melt together again, this time in the shape of a large black hound. "Or this one?" The dog licked Angela's knee once before turning back into the familiar face of the original Damien.

"The choice is yours to see fit my Lady! My kind are especially adept in changing our external appearances." He chuckled darkly at that.