She had grabbed onto his shirt and walled in the lustful kiss he had given her. But when he was hone and Elizabeth was weakwilled right then and wished to continue the kissing (andmore) she groaned and was lead further on. Her eyes beheld the marvelious stained glass and even though She should under normal circumstances feel like she was coming home under the protection of her lord and father...she felt dread.

Once they were just inside the doors, however, things changed.

Because it wasn't her dread she had been feeling...even so..why not make a show? So was the thought of the demon inside her.

Once they were inside, her demeanor seemed to switch. She squared her shoulders and planted her feet. First the left, then the right. Tossing her head up in a bit of pride, a small knowing smile broke into her face, and a new,stronger wave of his ability to magnify things blasted through the building...almost as if announcing his arrival, which is exactly what he intended.

"Father, i'm home.." he chuckled through her lips.