Jasaiah gently turned their hands over, raised the back of it, and pressed a soft kiss there. It was brief, and he let go quickly. "You know, I have never been touched by a divine creature," he murmured. "Such darkness does not belong in the light." He raised his eyes to Ryan's, and for a moment Ryan could see his true eyes behind the charm. "Do not ever let your light be snuffed out by the darkness. You are radiant, Ryan." Giving a brilliant, charming smile, Jasaiah relaxed him and dropped his guard. He wasn't going to keep up the pretense anymore, and even though he was on the alert, he sought to be less intimidating over all. That intimidating presence was gone. All this in response to Ryan's honorable selflessness. His smile turned a bit dark then, though only in regard to binding him. "I have more than sufficient means to bind him. I would just desire the place to do so." He'd imprisoned Dimitraeus multiple times over their centuries long battle between each other.<br/><br/>He inclined his head and drummed his fingertips on the table, then nodded after a moment. "I would like to see what he can tell us without a subpoena for Drake's records. That would take more time than what we have." He looked at his notes. "I will make recordings and write journals, and if we cannot help Drake perhaps this Dr. Strauss can." He looked at Ryan. "I am not above bribery, and if this doctor will not due to morals there are other means." He held up his hand then, realizing what he had just said. "I mean through money, nothing more. I would not tarnish what Drake and I have with violence towards someone who has and may still yet help him. I swear it."