Glancing towards the window, Lilith noticed the light. She gazed at the drizzle outside that was steady pouring, just had not yet to subside. The combination turned the room gloomier than it supposed to be.
"How long are you going to stay here, and do nothing while knowing that this woman is somewhere out there, running around, betraying us?" She whined.
Lilith was sitting on a bar stool while sipping the drink in her hand. Her hair was tied up into a bun atop of her head. She rested her head lazily on the table. It must be because she had been hanging out around with sloths for too long. Being around the sloth gradually made her behave more like him, lazy. What a bad influence that Belphegor has.
Meanwhile, he was sitting opposite her, leaning his back against his chair. His golden eyes were staring at the ceiling mindlessly, as if there was something up there that was worth observing.