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 Cienna was so preoccupied with maintaining her magical connection and holding onto Julies hand she would not be able to retrace her steps back to the café and thus back to her place if she tried at this point, some little part of her mind warned her of this but she was lost to herself now. The walk was thankfully very short to Julies house just as she had promised, if she had been walking she would have been glad for that, as it is she barely noticed the movement at all. All too soon they were inside and stepping into an elevator, this made her cringe just a little as the air inside the elevator was what she would call dead, it was a confined space which meant it was harder for her to ‘see,’ as she would put the term. 

As Julie moved she gently touched the ground folding her wings back to prevent the space becoming too crowded. She could hear the doors slide shut like the shutting down of her final chance at escape. She gripped Julies hand a little harder her own nerves making her small body tremble just slightly. 

She listened to the elevator as it ascended 1… 2… 3… 4… 5… 6… 7… 8… 9…, Nine times she heard the little light above the door that shows what level your own change, a sound most wouldn’t notice but her advanced hearing picked it up clearly enough. ‘So you live on the ninth floor.’ She thought to herself which thanks to her spell would translate into Julies head as well though it would be more of an abstract thought instead of the clear concise voice she uses when actually talking with her mind speech. 
As the doors opened and they stepped out her wings would spread and she would rise into the air again feeling the corridor wasn’t all too long in this part of the building and that it had room for about four doors… well her wings reported to her that there were four doors but she also preferred to use her mind as well. She had been surprised by her apartment when she bought it when she found a hidden door, well not truly hidden just air tight so she hadn’t noticed it for quite some time. 

Julie made sure that she was inside which Cienna couldn’t help but smile with, finding the act to be cute then she heard the sound of five different locks which she tilted her head slightly at wondering about it but thought better than to ask about that when she already had a million and one other questions to ask and some of them quite a bit more important than the situation of her locks.

[b]"I-I'm going to make s-some tea," 
"Peppermint white chocolate tea,[/b]"
As Julie said this Cienna let go of her hand lowering herself to the ground, the floor her feet touched a soft carpet which made her smile she fluttered her wings behind her back causing the wind to stir back around her letting her determine where things are and safe walking areas. She found herself making her way to what she guessed was the living room, the feel of lounges and other things here gave her the vibe of it. She could smell some plants hanging here and there and nodded to herself ‘a nice place’ she thought again this would translate as an abstract thought. 

[b]"You, and your stupid damn tea,"[/b]
Cienna giggled hearing the Demon complain about tea the sound soft and light.
“Don’t like it?” she used her mind speech the fact she was amused by this cutting through quite clearly. 
“It smells really good in here” she would then say out loud trying to differentiate talking to the demon and Julie, it would only be fair to do so.