"You want..." And maybe the way he leans makes it look like he might reach over and touch her - reach over and kiss her, the way the lighting stays and the jewelry glints and his power shifts through the room.

Except then all that demony influence vanishes right back into him - lights back up and all.

"Anything else." He shoves the pizza box toward her. He doesn't even feel particularly angry, just... that settled, sort of resigned feeling.

"Just what did they tell you, that you're so terrified."