Chris sat not to far off watching Meya, what a piece of work she was. At least she got the work done. He clapped lightly and wore a grin that was rare on his lips, his yellow eyes still showing. With that he stood walking through the crowds, "Yea'll I'll get him, wanna lift?" he asked his human hand offered out to her. His demon hand enclosed around the man's shirt.<br/><br/>Whisper's and quite chatter filled the room quickly as people began to ask questions. Some high on one of the drug's in the area making some well hostile.<span style="font-style: italic">"Come on just take my hand I won't bite"</span>he thought to himself as he nodded gently towards her.