Why, there's an entire beach out here! Asmodia clears the forest's edge and blinks against the sudden brightness of the open sky, nearly missing the source of the voice that called back a moment ago until the woman's dog speaks up.

"He's like me!" remarks the raven brightly, leaping from Asmodia's shoulder to flap down to the ground in front of the shaggy dog, awkward and ungainly in short flight. He peers up into the other daemon's face, neck twitching to tilt his head from side to side as he eyes Angus with first one eye and then the other.

That's very forward of him, isn't it? Asmodia clears her throat awkwardly and gives the surprised-looking woman an apologetic smile. "My name's Asmodia. Do you know where we are?"