Assessment.

The angel and devil were in mood for some food for thought.

"You are stubborn."

"Are you sure?"

"You appear so."

"To whom?"

"To me."

"So, the stubbornness is in you."

"How?"

"If not, how else would you assess me so?"

"That is a non sense argument."

 "Here is how it makes sense to me - There is a feeling in you which you define in a particular way, later interpreting few similarities between that definition of yours and few of my actions, you associate its reflection with the perception you carry about me."

"That is a complicated logic. None puts in so much effort to arrive at an assessment."

"If not much effort is put in, how can it be called an 'assessment'?"