Syra grins. "Oh...probably the demon who lives inside my fathers head." she says with a shrug. "No biggie." she looks at him. Pulling the rat off her body. Then holds it lovingly in her arms as she starts to walk again. "Hmmm...can't kill me...even if you tried to my Satanachia...you couldn't. Of that I am more than certain." she doesn't bother to explain. "And if you didn't like me...you wouldn't be bothering to even wish to make my life a living hell. And how do you plan to do torture to me? I'm used to pain my dear demon. Hell...I've had my neck slice. My wrists slashed. And quite a few other less than pleasant experiences." she frowns. "Dear evil prince....you can't make me life a life of living hell. I already lived one. Besides the demon who has my father's body possessed...didn't really do anything but amplify the evil my father already was." she says softly, sadly, and honestly. She looks thoughtful. Then her eyes widen. "I knew I knew your name from somewhere!" she looks at him. "You know a demon who goes by the name of Damoen? He said a long time ago...he was angry cuz some guy got the throne instead of him." she then shrugs.<br/><br/>She gets a very demonic look on her face and in her eyes. "Hey...if I kill someone...would you enjoy it? Would you find it funny plus ironic? Cuz I plan to enjoy it. I'm going to enjoy every second of the torture and agony I will put that bastard through. And I'll find it funny...when he cries and begs for mercy. It'll be ironic...sense he tried so many many times to kill me...but maybe I won't kill him. Maybe I'll make him beg for death and then deny him the pleasure of dying." she says. Very very venomously and beyond a little bit evilly.<br/><br/>She looks at him. "You could even kill or torture that demon Damoen....who thinks he is better than you and it would get rid of someone who is plotting to get you assissinated. I remember him muttering things like that to himself." she looks sad. "I don't want you to be killed. Even as mean as you are to me...that would make me very very sad." she says honestly.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FFFF00">Jace smiles and looks at her. "I mean it." he says. Stroking her ears absentmindedly. "You know...I really like you." he says softly. "Hey...your fingers are pulsing. Don't worry about scratching me...I heal rather quickly." he says honestly. Smiling and kissing her hand.</span>