Her reaction was about what he had expected. Actually, she took it better than he thought. With how she had reacted to everything earlier he had half expected her to totally flip out, but she didn't. Instead she accused him of being on drugs and rattled on about her car. Zander couldn't blame her, he'd probably be the same way if things were flipped. Going from a normal life to being attacked by trackers and carried away by the prince of the underworld, yea that wouldn't be easy for anyone to take in all at once.<br/><br/>Then she announced her leaving and turned to walk away. Well away from the area, but that meant right towards him. At first he said nothing, not until she was about to pass him. "Walking outside alone isn't the best idea. Those things you asked about earlier, they're tracker demons. They've already locked onto your scent, unfortunately. And to them, your scent leads to me, whether I'm anywhere near you or not. And those things won't hesitate to kill you in the most painful way they can think of," he said, pausing before turning his attention to her. "And they can think of ways that would make the worse torture known to man look like child's play," he finished, his voice growing a tad darker with warning.<br/><br/>"Not to mention that little fire illusion you did has no doubt caught their attention, and possibly others'. But illusions won't work on all of them, especially once they're expecting it. But it's your decision."