Belial raised an eyebrow. That was... Rose Heerkens, wasn't it? Naked?

A smirk began to spread across his face as he waited for her to come almost within arm's reach of her clothes before making himself visible.

"I was under the impression that the modern pagans waited until full moon, or at least until night, to dance naked in the woods." He ran his eyes over her. "Or are you simply in the habit of wandering around naked for the sheer pleasure of it?"