Her expression twists, lips pursed, one dimple showing in what could, under a certain light, with a certain squint, be considered a smile.

"Do you know what the opposite of 'pedant' is because you might want to study on that one."

The amusement fades, though, and she fidgets slightly, running a hand through her hair. "They're gone though?"

She's just going to set aside the whole... angel thing. For now.