It was like a chill entered the room right alongside Dmitri Noah had to stay himself from shivering. Annoyance crossed his face at the eaves dropping, but when the vampire's eyes met his, Noah just felt like a deer in headlights. Reyna's voice did little to ease his loudly thudding heart, and it took tremendous effort not to just exit the room as quickly as possible. He felt like if he let his eyes move away from the predator, he might just pounce. No, he held his gaze as much as it chilled his blood and held his ground as the man crept ever closer with what he translated to be words of skepticism if not outright threats.<br/><br/>"You're not a very fair master," he remarked with an even voice, "If you're confident you'd catch me, there's no point dragging her into this. You're just proving yourself to be as cruel as I've assumed you are."<br/><br/>He didn't realize his body had naturally moved back until he felt the counter behind him. It made him feel cornered and ready to bolt, but he continued trying to hold his ground. "I wouldn't care to ask you anything directly. Not your name, not your occupation, not your interests. I don't want to know badly enough to listen to that voice of yours providing explanations, if you even bother explaining. And any reasonable person knows it's drive a man insane being cooped up in one place for too long. But I never took you for the reasonable type." The hate had become more like disdain, at least with an audience present. Perhaps Noah found it harder to bring such emotions into the happy space of the kitchen.<br/><br/>"I think you should be the one rewarding me after the bullshit you pulled this morning." He added in an especially soft yet cold tone. "I don't even want to know what that sick mind of yours imagines I'd give you in<i>gratitude</i>."