Meya was quite temoted to "accidently" drop this asshole on his  head a few times. Just let him "slip" outta her grasp a few times to konk his head on the hardwood floors.  Nah. Most likely get her lectured by mister perfect. So better not do it. Oh but how tempting it was. Watching his demon hand enclose around the man's shirt. Ignoring the human hand offered to her. Making a face and flipped herself onto her feet. Just staring at him like he had lost his fricking mind. She refused to touch someone she didn't know or trust. He was just one of them. He looked down on her too most likely. He wasn't worth respecting because he hadn't proven he was worth giving a bit of respect. "No but I will if you touch me." She said hostily. Her tone telling she wasn't trusting him much if any. She led the way outside after an orb formed around them helping them get out again.