Nora felt the necklace hum as he took it in his hand, but she tried not to show that felt it.  She had always thought the pendant was just a sweet gift from a man who had loved her, nothing more, but the spark of magic she felt clearly meant that was not the case.  Will, in his typical fashion, had given her something that was more than met the eye.   When he called her reckless, anger flashed in this deep brown eyes, though she quickly quelled it.<br/><br/>"We weren't reckless.  We were misinformed and underprepared because of it.  Abernus isn't some small potatoes demon that can be sent back to Hell with a good beat and a decent spell, we were fucked over by the people we chose to work with.  Will paid for my mistake."  It was the truth in her mind.  Will had not wanted to work with the Syndicate, he had believed they could do more than enough good on their own, hunting smaller demons and exorcising malevolent spirits.  It would have been a simpler life, but she had wanted more than that.  Nora's need to impact and destroy darkness on the biggest scale she could had gotten him killed.<br/><br/>She listened as he lectured her.  It was not as if she intended to attack the demon.  She had not come here looking for a fight.  Instinct had simply kicked in and she wanted nothing more than to rip that creature limb from limb.  With any other demon she would have done exactly what he was lecturing her about, but Abernus had killed Will, so she only saw red when she looked at him.<br/><br/>It was confusing when he came in close, Nora thought he might open a doorway or a portal, but instead, he continued the little sexual tet-a-tet that she had played into from the start.  The strange was that she actually found him to be pretty attractive.  And the reason why she assumed that he was simply upping the ante and not just intending to sexually assault her, was because she had heard from more than one source that he was a decent sort.  Though, that judgment could have been wildly wrong, for all she knew he had a bunch of 'eternal sex slaves' stashed in pocket dimensions and he'd pulled them into indentured sexual servitude for fighting in his bar.<br/><br/>Guess it was best to play along and see how things turned out.<br/><br/>Nora's mouth was slightly open as she looked up at him, breaths came in slow, soft pants.  "So that's the play, huh?  A woman runs afoul of your rules and she's doomed to forever play slap and tickle with you?"  Her right hand came up and touched his chest, a slow caress that began to navigate downward, toward the opening of his pants.  Her hand slipped inside, fingers ghosting along his shaft for a moment before wrapping tight and giving a couple exploratory pulls.   Her fingers then released and went a bit more south, until she held his balls in her hands.<br/><br/>There was no way to be sure that his anatomy functioned like human men, but she gave a quick squeeze to get his attention either way.  "I think I'd be pretty bad at this gig as well.  For one, I'm mortal, so unless you've got some magical potion to make me immortal that kind of kills the whole eternal vibe and I'm pretty accustomed to consentually picking my sexual partners, so the whole slave thing..."  She let out a mocked sigh and shook her head.  "Not sure that's gonna work either.  But I am sort of curious if you're built like a real boy, if I keep squeezing are you gonna say 'uncle?'"<br/><br/>Nora arched a brow at him, awaiting his response.