"There's your first mistake, my pet. Everyone has feelings, not all of them need to be shown. And I can see you showing about 90 percent of yours just by your aura. Of course, I will treat you well. No one is going to be held in a prison. Demons ought to stick together, right? As long as we don't have any... issues... I will allow you free roam of the mansion." Arturian smirked as he continued on as though he didn't live in a mansion. He did, however, find a small spike in surprise in her aura, which caused the corners of his mouth to turn upwards.<br/><br/>As he watched her literally suck out the man's life force, he raised an eyebrow. "So that's what that looks like from a viewer's perspective! Huh... who would've thought it?" As she told him she could get worse, he began to see so many possibilities in his plan, and the reason she was hated by humans became apparent. The depressing question threw him off a bit. "Wrong? The only thing wrong with you is your opinion of yourself." the last word had him back to a foreboding anger. "Do you have ANY self-confidence, or did those weak, PATHETIC, fragile, self fu**mothering humans beat you so far into submission that your vocabulary lost the definition of the words balls, guts, and GODDAMN OPTIMISM!"<br/><br/>Realizing he may have gone too far, Arturian sighed, "Look... just try to look at it like this. NO ONE will ever treat you like that horrible past as long as you don't give them a reason to. Follow me. The mansion's a fair distance away. who knows... maybe we'll find some unsuspecting fools around at night!"