Sam almost cried out when Ayl's hand wrapped around her throat. She bit down on her tongue to keep from screaming, and almost instantly wished she hadn't when she was slammed into the wall. Her mouth filled with blood, which she spat out once she was dropped. She kept her eyes locked with Ayl's even after she'd been slammed into the wall, then falling. She listened to what he said, and almost looked away, but maintained her gaze. She thought about refusing Ayl's hand, but decided that being rude wasn't in her best interest and accepted the purple-haired man's aid. She got to her feet and dusted herself off, before looking Ayl in the eye again and speaking. "I'll remember it," she said, not sounding in the least bit sarcastic. She meant what she said, and she took his words to heart. Losing the only thing that separated her from the demons didn't sound like a pleasant thing at all. "Lesson two?"