Lyra'a eyes flickered up, especially on the Demons that passed by them. It was certainly... A new experience, to say the least. Never before had she been surrounded by so many Demons at once. And practically alone too, not another Angel in sight. Head down, avoid all eye contact, don't speak at all. She felt small, especially surrounded by Demons many times her size. Shit. Getting nervous again.

As they progressed through the gates, and security got tighter, Lyra clung closer to Greg in fear they would be separated. "Does the traffic ever... End? Are the roads always this crowded?" she asked in a voice just above a whisper. It was a new experience, and she had many more questions to ask. But for now, she would keep the questions to a minimum.