Harp nodded, the pink eyed angel looking around. The city was very loud. They had been walking for a bit now. There were many people all around. The sidewalk was right next to a bustling street. Many cars passed by. He noted that most of them were a grey color. Every so often, a splash of color would grace the street, though it was uncommon. 

Harp felt people giving him burning stares, but he didn't know why. He scent of the ocean was getting stronger. He inhaled the strange, salty scent eagerly. It was so strange, and new. It was beautiful. This was a human's environment. This was their whole world. 

There were other cities, just like this one. It was strange to think about it. "Bel, what are the other demons like?" He paused. "I haven't met a cupid before, so I wouldn't know what one is like." He admitted. Were demons meant to smell bad? Because Bel certainly did not.