He smiled down at her, his eyes flashing with power, just a touch of his usual amount, showing her that she was dealing with something FAR outside what she was trained for. He knelt down, and touched her forehead, making the effect a little less, enough she wasn't going to tear her clothing off and beg for his seed, unlike her charges who were clearly in his thrall. "Poor little elf. This is like going looking for a single lizard, and finding an army. Are you going to be polite now, or would you like to spend the rest of your life as your charges will? On their hands and knees, begging for more like the three women you saw earlier."