“sounds exhausting.” especially since he wasn’t exactly fully corporeal, anymore, as people went. not in this world, anyway. maybe if they were both back in hell, but – well. here they were. “you wanna clarify for me what you’re doing in my HOUSE?”
“i was invited.” among other things. “you do have a fine collection – relics of all sorts. liv has been happy to let me take what i need.” more or less. “if i wanted to, i could trigger something there is no going back from, but i won’t,” not yet, anyways, “due to her.”
“ — have I expressed lately what an UTTER FUCKING DELIGHT it would be to send you right back to hell?”
“ have i expressed lately how it would be so LIBERATING TO RIP THE SKIN OFF YOUR FACE piece… by piece?” it was part ky mocking him, part a threat, and part sarcasm. all the same… it was a threat.
Hellfirebound 