Harp let out a breath in irritation. It appeared this demon knew little about Bel. Maybe a sin? That didn't sound very likely. Sins were tough, that much was true. But what would Bel be? Sins, similarly to Virtues, has a certain... aspect that dominated their personality. Though they were very powerful, due to this personality weakness, Sins usually didn't operate alone successfully. But Bel had been thriving on his own for years. Maybe much longer. 

The point was, if he was a Sin, he could hide whatever was wrong with him well. Could he be lust? Or maybe an envy? It was possible that Bel was a wrath or pride, but Harp didn't know as much to know. He had only met the demon, whatever he was, a few hours ago. He began to speak, but ceased his words when Darri spoke louder. At the lower demon's words, the angel blushed and bit his lip. Pink eyes flashing with what looked like frustration, he shook his head. "N-No! It's not like that at all!" But, he recalled that demons were unpredictable when shot with an arrow. 

Though he didn't want to answer, Harp figured that this was a low-ranking demon and it didn't matter if he made up a story. Not taking into account, of course, the possibility that he could squeak to the higher-ups. But maybe if he made up a story to entertain himself, it wouldn't be so bad. In this case, being flustered made it easier for him to lie. "Well... uhm... he probably wouldn't want me to tell anyone, but... maybe?" He said in a tiny voice. "Anyways, it's my turn now! What..." He looked around the store for effect. "What is this place? I mean, what's a demon doing owning a store...?" It was more curiosity than anything.