Callisto gaze turned to the young man or rather... seemingly young man that seemed to temporarily hold the Queen's fancy.<br/><br/>At first... all she could hear was his voice, his frame eluding her overall gaze as he stood behind the Queen. His voice was so animated, it was as though he were some kind of tour Guide. Enthusiasm would be the word to describe him but all she could really do while tilting her head slightly was mumble...<br/><br/><em>"Chipper little thing-... isn't he."</em>It wasn't as much a question as a notable comment and for a brief moment, Callisto enjoyed letting the focus shift away from the proverbial Elephant in the room. Sadly in this case, it was not to last long... the Elephant was was a Minotaur north of 6 feet and the Room was a place that really should have such a creature controlled.<br/><br/>As La'Cael'Rah shifted slightly, his frame making some kind of change, Callisto could not make much difference of it as her category of being a Demoness seemed to render his utterance of the word 'hiding' rather pointless compared to her. What she did see however... was a very defining feature that suddenly changed the expression on her face from almost whispering:<em>'What a weird little man'</em>to an unmistakable chuckle and a prolonged grin...<br/><br/>(http://mikes-images.com/eps/sac2/images/sac2_mq_111sd.jpg)<br/><br/><em>"My word-... Is he a ...?"</em>This was technically a question but it was posed to no one in particular other than to herself for reflection upon the possibility. It was a surprise to see someone of that category brought in here. No wonder his tone seemed drenched in child-like innocence and curiosity. From the way he rambled his answers... Callisto assumed he had a high inclination to please as well.<em>How else to explain such vivid responses?</em><br/><br/>Then her eyes widened... the smile dropped... she had grown so accustomed to M'Gul's voice in this short period of time that she never actually took the time to consider what he was saying. She assumed at first, on the one hand that he was fine because he had been able to give her attitude until now and she had done what she could to discourage it, but it wasn't a huge issue. It only clicked seconds later that he wasn't talking to her... he was talking to the Queen.<br/><br/><em>Well that had to change things-!</em><br/><br/>Callisto's eyes bulged, her lips separating slightly in awe at what was happening here. Her eyes... if they could kill... wanted him to evaporate right then and there. Actually... Callisto's eyes generally<em>could</em>kill... but alas, that was a perk found in the human realm and not exactly as effective down here. M'Gul's words were analyzed immediately... re-evaluated as though Callisto were his supervising officer and he had spoken out of turn. The rule of a supervising officer is that even if the fault is not yours, you are held responsible for the act of your subordinate and right now... M'Gul was doing something that to him was probably not a big deal at all, but to Callisto, it was unfathomable.<br/><br/><strong>I am no animal... I am M'Gul... overseer of the 3rd Layer. And your little friend took me from there.</strong><br/><br/><em>"I-... uh-hehe..."</em>a subtle gasp escaped her lips which she endeavoured to immediately cover up by offering a half-giggle immediately after.<br/><br/><em>"-... Ordinary. He's no <span class="bbc_u">ordinary</span> Animal..."</em>Callisto's demeanour had changed entirely. Right now... despite her power over M'Gul... her ability to frustrate him... she exhibited every trace of a superior being embarrassed by their subordinate to the CEO of the company itself. In this case... the Queen. This creature did not learn his place. He was to bow... shut his snout... or whatever it was... and wait to be spoken to.<br/><br/><em>And then she recalled... she hadn't actually prepped him for this-! But no matter, he should know right? He was an overseer after all. He had no reason to make things easy on Callisto but the truth was, he should know how to act in front of such a figure.</em><br/><br/>If the Queen called him an Animal... then who was he to correct her? Had he turned to her at the time he said it... he'd see a gaze just waiting for permission to turn him into a barbecue item. It was astonishing how far back on Callisto's list of concerns his comment about her being a 'little friend' found itself.<br/><br/><em>"Why don't you kneel before... the... Queen."</em>Callisto uttered, facing M'Gul... her voice not low enough that the Queen could suspect she was hiding anything or being secretive, but just clear enough that M'Gul could pick up on the hinting remark of just who this woman was that he was addressing. For the brief moment, though she doubted M'Gul realized it... he could make her look very bad...<em>or he could make her look very good.</em><br/><br/>Given the time spent together as well, M'Gul might pick up on the subtle inclination of threat should he fail to follow orders. His freedom could be presented as a gift from Callisto in the first place and as such, she could feel entitled to his obedience at this time.<br/><br/><em>Else she would sever his bullhood and offer to some torture demon in a lower level to use as a hammer in their recreations of crucifixions.</em><br/><br/>Alright well it wouldn't happen quite like that, but needless to say, Callisto could not bring herself to beg for his cooperation though it would not stop her from damn well demanding it. He was... after all... a prisoner here, was he not?