Syra looks at him. And smiles sweetly. But she wasn't stupid. She wouldn't tell him every reason she wasn't afraid of him. She looks him over. "One...your attractive. And two...my father showed me true hell...he put me through true hell...in fact I've faced death more than my share of times due to my father...a true demon is nothing compared to the demonic nature of a human being." she looks sad. "Expecially when that human being is your own father." she says softly. Looking back at him. "And besides...I don't remember that emotion...I stopped remembering it a long time ago. And I for one...don't miss it." she says.<br/><br/>Crossing her arms over her chest. Shivering a bit at the memories that ran through her head. She looks at him. "You've not seen a true monster dear prince...until you've faced the wrath of a drunk, enraged, and hateful father. After that....even a demon would appear to be nice." she says quite honestly. Looking away. She had to be strong...he couldn't hurt her anymore...he didn't even know where she was. She looks back at him. "...." she says nothing. "You still didn't answer my question...what do you plan to do with me?" she looks him in the eyes.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">Jace looks at her. Smiling a bit. "Yes...yo! Mario!" he says something in Italian and the guy responds back. "Mario wishes to know what sort of pizza you would like. He says tonight its on the house...he clearly thinks your my girlfriend..." he sighs. "He's been trying to set me up on blind dates for a while now." he laughs then grins. "Thinks I need a girlfriend or something."</span>