He had no idea how to react.  Truth of the matter was he had no idea why he did this.  It was like he was on auto pilot up to this point, but then was forced to take the wheel five seconds before impact.<br/><br/>"Wait, what?"  The girl unloaded her flurry of attacks.  Given Devon's state of inebriation most of them hit true.  Devon smirked at her efforts.  "That almost hurt... almost."  He moved forward without much awareness towards the other man in the room.  "You know I came here because of that music, but now you proved to be much more than anticipated.  I'm glad I got caught."  He brandished his switch blade from his coat.  "How about a kiss, or at least a few more rounds from those talented hands of yours?"<br/><br/>Not much more to it than that.  Devon was an odd man to be requesting abuse, but it was all he ever knew.  Whether it was from his own hands or others he chose that avenue to feel.  "Wait... I know you.  Your that weird bug lady everyone keeps spouting on about."  He chorted and pointed the tip of the sharp blade at her.  "They put you out to be some sort of freak show... honestly I think the whole wing thing is cute."  He looks her up and down.  "You're human in the right places, lady.  How bout we make something good out of this mess?"