Their difference in education was one thing, but it was also a matter of logic. Angelica didn't have human logic, the idea that something as simple as a mana transfer offered to help would have any emotional complication was foreign to her nature. Sure, her father had taught her to be married before performing any transfers, but she'd assumed by nature of the teachings that this was a matter of making sure the right match was found first. Though that was strange to her as a divine existence as well, especially when she considered that she had a pretty reasonable mana sense and as such could at least guess at such combinations. But he was old fashioned and likely wished to have some say in the matter which is what she assumed. Regardless, the entire conversation was one she'd be left to mull over. Perhaps the human women would have something more legitimate to offer, Bradamante had a chosen partner she might be able to share the necessary information.

Moving on, she packed and exited her closet, choosing to forego changing clothes until she was certain it was a necessity. After all, if impressions were being considered she wouldn't want to make a startling one before someone like Charles even had the opportunity to make his better impression. Yes, that seemed right. Still, she took the lad's extended hand and began walking towards the palaza so they could descend to the 22nd floor. What would it look like? What kind of fun would they have? Whatever was coming she was looking forward to it. "Lead the way, Charlie!~" And just like that all the awkwardness fell away, yet another reason she enjoyed this lad's company.