The Wolf of Wan Street

A single brow was raised at the warning given too her. Mirja did seem a bit eccentric, but her idea of a punishment was flat out childish. At least it was more of a peaceful punishment than trying to incite violence, Nemesis didn't want to ruin her few pieces of casual clothing left. A small bow was given to Mirja in return for the curtsy. The name wasn't anything that popped out in her head, so it was safe to say that she was probably safe heading home with her. Typically any of the more famous people or names she's seen across her desk would draw some red flags, but this foxy individual was perfectly fine.

Well, maybe not fine. But cheerful enough that she shouldn't be an issue. With the quick exclamation of how far away her 'home' was, Nemesis' face returned to its deadpan look, devoid of any emotion, especially with she found herself being lifted up and off her feet without so much as asking. She actually refused to entertain the idea that she was okay with being lifted up, but she knew if she tried to escape from her grasp, it'd just lead to a complication, so motionless and still Nemesis remained.

"I believe I can move rather quickly on my own, but if you find this method to be quicker, than you are free too. Just do not assume that being able to lift me like this will become a normal occurrence." Her gaze was at least towards Mirja now, rather close due to being held the way she was. To the point that she could even see the finger details of her face, the cheerful grin, crimson eyes, possibly canines peeking out.

It didn't matter all too much. The 'mystery' of her house did away. "Mirja, is the only reason you want my company is because of the fight you spectated?"

Nemesis just simply remained still for the remainder of the trip, not squirming nor struggling, allowing Mirja her fun, even if it came in the form of teasing, such as being a 'beautiful bride'. Honestly, love was a bit of a hard concept for a fair amount of demons, at least in that sense, and even more difficult for someone who's emotions ranged from sad to angry. Nonetheless, the sights around her did catch her attention and lead to a rather interesting view. Scenery changing from icy tundras to vibrant fauna all around, which made the 'bride' question if this was truly super speed or some form of transportation. Either way, it was certainly a neat trick that impressed her, but she shouldn't be too surprised. Mirja did give off a rather strong aura herself, though luckily not malicious.

Her gaze from the blurs of sights all over the world around was torn away by Mirja's voice. One that was both loud and quiet, the only noise she could hear yet deafened intensely. The answer she was given could have made her smile, but it was a small enough smirk that hopefully Mirja didn't catch it. Nemesis wasn't too fond of being teased, and it seemed like this wolf was friendly enough to poke at her for breaking the deadpan face at a compliment. But who wouldn't feel a bit better about themselves after that? She's been gone for a while, and someone still remembered her and wanted to know her.

There was no issue with that at all. "It is kind of you to say that about me, but I do feel as if I should warn you that I am not very engaging in conversations. I will do my best to give you what you want, though a better way we could get to know one another is simply exchanging questions in a type of... game I was taught long ago. You would ask a question I would have too answer, and then I would do the same, and it would simply repeat. If we have time until we arrive, you could start. I am still not quite sure what... 'this' is though, this bubble and movement, yet I do not feel sick from the speed or anything."