"Oh, stop before you tread too far there. Making me sound like some kinda cheap whore. It's not easy to keep a woman interested when you tell her you kill demons for a living," he joked, letting out a laugh. "Besides, you have to like like me now. I'm your first kiss." His grin grew as he could feel her embarrassment grow. This playful teasing was nice, and he noticed she was flicking her tail around like some sort of puppy.<br/><br/>Something deep inside of him craved this. It'd been so long since he'd been afforded just a simple laugh at a simple joke. Getting sucked into hell and being on the run from a Foundation with endless numbers of people trained specifically to hunt stuff like Shula didn't necessarily help either. Or the fact he'd detached himself from everything good in his life before, looking for comfort in cheap booze and bloody nights out.<br/><br/>"Just don't get too comfortable, because that first kiss was enough demon fun for me." Although he was joking, his mind tried to tell him otherwise, this joking playful side of Shula was the one that had made him humanize her in the first place. It was hard to deny that even now, with the potion out of his mind completely (hopefully), she still would make one god damn beautiful woman if it weren't for the obvious demon traits.