He smiled. She had reacted perfectly. "Well," he released Amora, "what brings you here, Gemgrald? Would you like to come upstairs, to my study?" he asked casually.<br/><br/>"Well, actually I'll be here for a few days," he said, grinning wickedly. "Keeping an eye on you, brat. Your mother wanted me to check in on you, little Timmy."<br/><br/>He prickled. "Watch what you say in my home!"<br/><br/>"You're mother's home."<br/><br/>He growled. "Fine. If I must suffer your presence, I will make sure you [i]enjoy[i/] it. Don't interfere in her lessons. I have to have her ready." He ran his fingers through Amora's hair a little roughly, to intimidate her.<br/><br/>"Why, Tehvar? Afraid she'll die? The worst that could happen is you'll have to fight on of us!" He grinned and laughed, looming over the much smaller demon.