Allura raised a questioning eyebrow as Akira enters the kitchen but not as himself but rather as the demon. The angel knew that he would not have given the demon control without a good reason so she decided to trust him...for now. Blue eyes watched sharply as the demon grabbed her hand quite tightly and, although it did not hurt much, it still caused the angel some discomfort. However, instead of pulling away, she turned her attention to the old woman and gave her one last farewell before allowing herself to be led out of the house. Allura wasn't all too happy with the weather, as the rain drenched her hair and clothes in a matter of seconds, though she decided that getting past the hunters without being detected was much more important at the moment. The angel stayed silent whenever the demon spoke to her, mainly because he seemed to know what he was doing, especially when it came to avoiding the hunters. They would hide some before trailing behind the hunters again, watching carefully to make sure that they weren't discovered. There was only one other incident that occurred and almost resulted in them being caught. The hunters had stumbled upon another soul that happened to be out in the rain on such a night. He couldn't have been more than twelve in age and the sight of the hunters startled the boy. "Akira, we have to do something. They might kill him." The angel whispered to him, her eyes glowing slightly in the dark, despite her powers being suppressed. The longer the scene drew out, the more tense the angel became and Allura's grip tightened around the demon's. 

"P-Please don't hurt me...I only have this loaf of bread for my sister and I to eat. I don't have any money." The boy stammered, figuring that the pair wanted to rob him. He offered the bread to them, holding out the drenched, slightly moldy piece of bread. His head was down and his hands shook in fear. He probably thought they were going to kill him too.