"You look pretty little to me," Gourry observed cheerfully, though it was clear he meant no offense by it. "Fallen angel, huh? Never met one of those before!"

If the thought to be suspicious had entered into his mind for even a moment, it didn't show. Why would she have any reason to lie about something like that to a stranger, anyway? He generally accepted that people were who they said they were, and that was that.

"I'm Gourry Gabriev. Nice to meet you, too! Flonne, right? Like the dessert?"