The slightly toned male just simply, looked up at the woman, not really knowing what to say. Did he know his sins? What was this, confession time with the slutty priest? He looked over the visage of beauty standing in front of him, taking note of the hilariously contradicting tee shirt. It was amusing to him, just being surrounded in a hellish world and seeing a slightly comical tee on somebody who obviously had power. He wasn't exactly sure who she was, but if all the rumors were true about his purchaser, than he was going to be in deep shirt for near eternity for what he was about to say next.<br/><br/>"Doesn't everybody sin, cutie?," he said, making his first tone of undermining snark. Spike rather enjoyed trying to push his new master whenever he was purchased. Kind of see where they sit on the scale of Don't Give a Fuck. "You know where you purchased me from, I'm a slave doing irrevocable acts for people who aren't exactly the religious type," he said and tensed his body for what he was sure to be a slap, or punch or something. "No, mistress, I don't know my sins, there's probably too many to count," he ended as his eyes glanced over the beautiful demon in front of him.<br/><br/>As Spike was looking around the room, he did notice a door off to the right from his position, nearly right next to the throne. If his time in other castles were telling at all, there's only a few options that room could be. Either a broom cupboard that he'd be shoved into, a private bedroom for the delicious beauty in front of him, or a dungeon he would most likely be spending most of his days. On the left side of the room in near the same position was another door, and in a vast contrast, it felt dirty and dark, as if there was a literal aura of death coming from it. And not like the rest of this place either, no. This room gave Spike a vile and disgusting feeling that ate at the core of him, like his subconcious was screaming to get away. And whatever it was, it seemed it was a bit close to this woman, like she was connected, but didn't want to be. That made his tail hidden in his pants seem to twitch. There was just something off about this room, and he was intrigued to find out what.