He laughs, low and harsh. "Motherfucking DEMON QUEEN? Sounds pretty ridiculous to me." He steps up to her, and in a fast movement, he grabs her by the wrist. Cold fingers and bloody claws fasten tight around it. "You feel pretty soft, and look pretty motherfucking HUMAN to me." He looks down at her wrist, and smiles, because isn't that nice, his color on her.