Drakari's gaze narrowed at her words. Dangerous. He did not agree with her statement in the least, most likely they would have been locked in deadly tangles and both come out the worst for wear or worse bloody and dying. Drakari was a deadly bastard and made more so with his deathwish. He didn't care if he lived or died, so he didn't care how many wounds he took so long as his target went down too. Do or Die. He did not speak, but knew she would do wise not to underestimate her. Underestimating your opponent was a quick death awaiting you in the dark. No he did not think he was stronger then her. He didn't care to. He didn't need to. He simply knew that poisons and death were his to deal out and it didn't matter how strong you were, one good scratch from his 'special' blade and not a single thing on this planet could save you. Not even he had managed to find an antidote to that poison. If you were alive, you were dead by that poison. He knew that. However, how much damage he took to get you with the blade was another thing. He was certain had it come down to it both of them would have died. Yes he had made the smart choice, because there was something about this contract that made him nervous. He didn't care about his life.<br/><br/>He knew instantly that she was just as smart as he was. She didn't trust him. This was a good thing. A perfect thing. Only someone immensely stupid or naif would dare to trust a being they didn't know. Even a mere human like him. He would have grinned at his thoughts. He wasn't simple by any means, but he wasn't a supernatural at all. She was. He could sense that. He wasn't stupid and she wasn't either good. She was also good. He could see. She was reading him. Which should be impossible, and yet it didn't unnerve him that she could read him. Only her presence did that. Her next words caused a very faint smile to curve his lips for barely a moment. He spoke in response to her words with more then just his customary raised eyebrow. "You know that she will have to die?" he said simply. It was phrased as a question but it was anything but. It was a simple statement of fact. If he allowed her to life the contractor had to die. That was how it was.<br/><br/>Kill or be killed.<br/><br/>That was his life's hardest lesson and one he'd learned at the brutal hand of his father growing up. The pain of those memories still etched his soul. Crying. Still made his blood boil and burn inside him. Still those scars that marked his past sang like fire in his skin reminding him of long lessons as a child. Long. Painful. Deadly lessons. Making a child into a weapon.<br/><br/>He took the drink and downed over half. Why the hell was he thinking? His mind was wandering and he wasn't even drunk yet. This was stupid. He'd never been one to dwell on the hell of his past. Never one to think of<span style="font-style: italic">her</span>or his<span style="font-style: italic">father</span>. He laughed at her response to his words. He was getting drunk, that was for damned sure, but he wasn't about to let her know that. Well he didn't really care if she knew, but the fact he could control how much the 'drunken state' affected his mental capacity was something he had no plans on sharing with her. He was all but immune to drink. It was such a strange thing. No mater how drunk his body got his mind only got sharper. Clearer. Free of the demons that haunted him. Somehow the barriers became easier to hold. He grinned, "Oh I think we could work something out," he said covering the nervous energy with teasing. She thrilled him. The fact she wasn't terrified by his lethal manner made him even more attracted to her and he didn't even know why he was, and that alone unnerved him.<br/><br/>"Well here's to getting drunk then!" He said raising his almost empty glass in a toast before he finished the drink and laid down the glass for her to fill again. Damn straight. He thought. He wanted to be drunk. Burn a hole straight to his bloodied soul and forget everything. Only that would never happen. Fuck. Well at least he could get drunk. He laughed again. A dark and somber sound.