"Not as fast as I would like," Alastor retorted, cutting through his steak while glaring at the woman who had refused to eat. "Why are you not eating?"
"Because I've lost my appetite."
"My maid made that meal specially for you. You had better eat."
"Or you'd do what? Throw me off a cliff?"
"I'm tempted to try."
"I'd love to see you do that."
Her scoff got the man angry as he grabbed hold of the large table, pushing it dangerously towards her.
She would have died if the demon had not acted faster than the man's push, zipping into Janet to stop the table from hitting her.
She felt the demon zip to her side as she suddenly understood what had happened.
Alastor looked at his hands, noticing that he had almost killed her.
"I-I'm sorry," he stuttered as she stood up. "I didn't mean to…"
