"Take it easy lady, some of us would rather die in peace than have to hear you laugh like a maniac."  Adam said, shaking his head as he crossed his arms over his demonic six pack chest as he waited for the pain to begin, but it wouldn't be his own if he could help it.  He hadn't found his balls until AFTER he had sold his soul into eternal damnation, go figure, or he probably wouldn't be in the mess he was in now.  Regardless, he was here now, and he wasn't going to put up with some lunatic demoness not three cells away from him.  "I don't know who you are, but you obviously have a royal stick up your kiester, so I'm guessing if given a chance you could tear me in half, but down here, you're the same as the rest of us lower life forms.  I am curious however, what would a royal bitch be doing down here?  Before you start yelling and screaming, I've only been a demon a month, so the rules I could care less for right now or your previous status, whatever that might have been, so your threats wouldn't bother me as it might others.  Call me a fool mortal, it's all the same to me since we're both prisoners here."