"And you two never fought?"

"Fought?" The Angel asks, as though the very concept were utterly foreign to her.

Cassandra looks just as perplexed, "That... Ain't actually a bad question, kid. Normally it'd be both our jobs to claw each other's eyes on spot, but I can't s'much as imagine ever battlin' with Percy, there."

"Perhaps it was an effect of the enchantment?" The Angel ponders out loud, dainty hand raised to her dainty chin, "I suppose if we were allowed to fight one another it wouldn't have worked..."

"What wouldn't have worked?" Alfred tilts his head.

"Hm? Oh, just that if we were allowed to unleash or magics in that state we would likely have destabilized the enchantment."

"Uh-huh..." Alfred nods slowly. He wasn't an expert in arcane matters, but from little he'd picked up he knew that Divine and Demonic magic at least would not disrupt anything Arcane.

"Anyhow, was there anything else you wished to ask?"