She took the offered device eagerly, especially once he shows her how it works. She seems to be ignoring him, studying the device with incredible speed, though he can feel the shivers running through her body, as he describes the various methods of killing he could manage. "You... are an artist," she moans, leaning back against him, pressing her body against his. She tears her gaze away from the device to meet his, fevered and hungry. "Shall we make art together, then? Tonight? Show me your... techniques?"