The human was frustrating, and Rizarn resisted the urge to roll his eyes, or smack the male across the face. “They are not just tattoos. Please do not lie. I have little patience for liars. And if you are only going to use your tongue to speak falsehoods, I'm sure I can find a better task for it.” he said, gripping the male's chin firmly and winking suggestively. “What good would a name do you? So curious. Will you scream in it pleasure? Or curse it in your dreams? Or whisper it pleadingly, hoping to appeal to my better nature?” Rizarn almost seemed to be speaking to himself, but then released the male, patting his cheek lightly. “Rizarn.” he said, before releasing the other to collapse on the floor.<br/><br/>The demon didn't bother to hide the rolling of his eyes when the male gasped out that he had no idea what he had done. “How can you try to claim you are a wolf, when you possess these powers, you wield these skills, but have no idea what you are even capable of? The damage you just caused, but are not even aware of. Like a mouse that escapes their cage and chews through a wire, thinking only of yourself and not the entire house you just put out of power.” he smiled, walking over and eyeing the other up and down.<br/><br/>“I was referring to your weakened state, not your pretty face.” his tone scornful. “You have access to your markings now. Use them.” he ordered. “Or do you need something more to access them? The blood of the dead?” he gestured around the room at the bodies sprawled in the cages. “Blood of the living perhaps? What do you need in order to not be quite so...pathetic?” Adriel was strong, determined, Rizarn would give him that at least. He was not still cowering on the ground, or holding to the wall for balance. No, the human had pushed himself up and away as soon as he could, though he seemed ready to fall at a moment's notice, clearly still in a weakened state, and Rizarn couldn't resist. He may be a demon, but he still had a sense of humor, and he leaned forward, putting a finger on Adriel's forehead and shoving the other backwards. “Oops.” he said.<br/><br/>“Come on human, I thought you wouldn't kneel so easily.” he taunted, shoving the male to the ground, then stepping back to allow Adriel time to find his feet again. “What is your name little mouse?” he asked, waiting until Adriel stood again, then sweeping his feet out from under him, stepping on his chest when the other fell.<br/><br/>“Let's talk about Momo. As interesting as you are, we will have plenty of time to discuss your talents, but right now, Levi is far more interested in your friend. So tell me about your Queen.” he said, kneeling down, keeping his boot on Adriel's chest, his knee on the floor. He caressed the male's cheek, then pinched it, as it dealing with an unruly child.