Angelus growled and his eyes were completely golden, his full gameface crinkling into view.  "Yes.  Totally devoted.  You're *really* lucky he made me swear.  There's nothing short of that would prevent me killing you right now."<br/><br/>The plane had settled and the limo driver was carrying over some luggage to the plane.  Angelus didn't seem to notice, completely intent on Raven right now.  "Shame you don't seem to care about him as much as he does you.  Normally the Claim mark has a pretty intense affect on mortals.  You must be one ice-cold bitch."