His sharp eyes caught the sudden rise of her chest at the offer. So she knew. Unfortunate. Draki laughed and let the cup drop near her feet. The laughter was true, if a little untrustworthy. Trapping her here was almost as good plan. If she was following that other, she was dangerous. Humanâ€¦ human was good. He wondered momentarily if there was some way to turn the male human too, but that would have to wait.<br/><br/>â€œYour mother must be one smart woman. Was she as pretty as you?â€ A rhetorical question, and he laughed again, beginning to circle her slowly. The powerful, delicately careful tail coiled around her waist, though he was careful not to touch her. Some humans were offended by the demon feel; by the contact with something that made their entire being scream that they were in danger. â€œWhy are you here? Not come seeking the dead I see.â€<br/><br/>The pup on the table flopped down across one bony hand, content since sheâ€™d eaten her fill to nap. Draki had never harmed an animal, and certainly had no intentions to. Especially not here. So a beast that might normally have tried to warn him off was now perfectly quiet in his presence. â€œNor do the fae have you trapped. Itâ€™s a lucky human that wanders Faerie alone and free to leave. Maybe you could teach me the trick too.â€