The Demon in the crow suit simply shrugged. "Technically, no, Demons have hearts, but they are black and the blood is highly acidic." He smirked at her, knowing he was being a smartass. "What we lack, however, is a Soul of our own, so we devour the souls of those who can have them, hoping the conglomerate of persona with form into one that we can call ours." He adjusted his jacket, better hiding his revolvers. "Of course he knows we're here, this much Holy Energy gathered in one place outside of a Church, but he isn't watching us. I'd feel it."