He rolled his eyes, before grabbing his electrogun out of the trailer, turning, and hopefully putting a bolt between her breasts. "Simmer down spunky!"<br/><br/>He watched the bolt hit, and calmly slung the gun, before walking over to her, and relieving her of the massive sword, assuming it didn't burn his hand, before carefully picking her up and placing her in the chair the minions had set up for her. One of them poured a drink, and Terry sighed. "Not coffee, TEA. Pay attention please."<br/><br/>Once the minions had gotten the correct beverage, he turned back to the angel, and sipped his water. "Now, if I really was evil, you would likely be in the structure there, and I would be doing XXX and OOO to you. I am not, I am being BEYOND calm and understanding considering you just walked into my home and attacked me with barely any provocation. And I do not believe 'dealing with demons' counts, as there are millions of people who sell them food, water, electricity, a space to rest, and other amenities, which are ALSO deals, and I don't see anyone hunting those people down."<br/><br/>He gave her an arch look, before leaning back. "Now, can we be civilized, or should I decide you are a lost case and deal with you as such?"<br/><br/>(Shoot 4)