"Of course you were, sir."

Rose's voice held no mocking, but it was quite obvious it was just a phrase, not really an agreement.

After taking one look at the offered objects, Rose raised her gaze to Belial's faze, looking slightly confused.

"My hair isn't that tangled..."

In fact, she was quite sure that she'd worked most of the tangles out with her fingers. She didn't brush her hair very often, it just wasn't the same as being groomed.