'Eighty years?' Lasciel canted her head to the side, considering the terms. It didn't hurt that the move underlined the perfect curve of her neck. Then she smiled, a tad wickedly.<br/><br/>'Eighty is a good number. I hope you're good at life-extending magics, or such a deal could make for a few very uncomfortable years.' She leaned closer, her upturned gaze almost alien. 'Because it would not be just the mortal coil that would be bound here with me, you know...' She snickered, then went on. 'Of course, nothing is stopping you or me trying to break the agreement.<em>That</em>would be an interesting trial of strength as well, wouldn't it?'<br/><br/>His eyes were dilating and his breath growing faster, she could see that even in the shadows, and she drew back a little, to allow him to think again. It wasn't the right moment to overwhelm him. 'Should I change before we deal with your hunter and go ahead to seal our deal? Or were you planning to sneak past him all the while?'