"It's never really been about what I want...but if I get through this fine, I'm going to make the rest of my life more about what I want to be sure." Wrenna told him as she took her hands away from the mirror and her home faded into her own reflection. She looked back at him when he made the suggestion of going to her home when everything was sorted all out. "Oh? That would be interesting to be sure." She smiled. "I'd have to teach you how to cast an illusion on yourself, or maybe I could do it for you. At least you won't have to worry about being cold as I'm pretty sure the area might be too hot even for a demon at times." She chuckled. "Desmond would most likely be interested in meeting you. I don't think he would really care if you were a demon though I don't know if we'd want to startle him with a big reveal." Wrenna was pretty sure that all this talk was just fantasy...but it was nice to dream.

Those thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door though. "I thought you said they weren't going to be coming until later!" Wrenna said as she looked for a place in the art room to hide just in case.