"Curious," Xas says. The demon's sigh makes him frown, but all of the wariness is gone from his posture. This has been a surprise, one of the first pleasant surprises since he arrived in Baedal. "I had a Catholic friend once. He tried to use one of those - " Xas gestures toward the rosary. " - to ward me off. I was more intimidating then. Twenty-foot wingspan."

Besides which, Sobran hadn't understood the nuances of Xas's position, so to speak, and thought fallen angels and demons were the same thing. The thought makes Xas brighten, suddenly amused. "I wish he could have seen you."