Piles upon piles of threats that'd ultimately stem from his tendencies of provocation, unsurprisingly, but the most astonishing thing of it all was the willingness to come so close, boldly at that.
He brought forth an index and played with a loose tuft of flowy, nightly hairs โ
โ Chit-chat, get names, see what the night's all about together? Be a shame if I lost the chance, babe."
Eye to eye, he hasn't budged at all. He's far from a devil with cunning words, but his words feel like they run deep despite their simplicityโthere's a charm to it, but not โ
โ is that killer look in her eyes that only makes him flash his pretty fangs some. The dangerous type aren't to be trifled with, some say, yet here he is doing that much without a hint of hesitation. Call it quiet provocation, though he's simultaneously relishing in her โ
Hand on a hip, greeting those eyes with his own emerald ones that carried an equal weight of those words from before. They can certainly see if that's for certain... Or continue looking down at him til she can't stand that smugness for much longer.
Favors though? Most he'd get โ
โ and far more and all she saw was a simple. . . human. Albeit taller than *most* she has had the unfortunate pleasure of meeting.
But she IS very arrogant. . . so perhaps she doesn't realize there's more than meets the eye in front of her right now.
โ a trick question, lil' mare."
There's some irony in that given that their heights aren't all that far apart from another. But well, a magician never reveals his secrets lest the occasion calls of it, does he?
Such is the conniving devil's tendencies to frolick about all confidently, but not in /this/ subject albeit... There's definite intrigue, he can't deny that much when coming on over and meeting her strong eyes with a huff.
"Think a devil can take over the night in a day? It's โ
โ Much to her dismay. . .
Now for their clashing hues to 'mingle' beneath the starlight? Very, VERY bold query of him to seek out with her. Might take more than that to twist her hoof on it.
"Can't have it all be night, but hey, s'long as some pretty pony's got it under control, a handsome devil shouldn't complain much, should he?"
Smugness is a stronger weapon for him... Though given that they see eye-to-eye, he can't help wondering if their reds and blues ought โ
" Hmm. . . well, at least there's some. . . ahem, people? That find a fondness in working in my night. "
Much as she didn't show reaction to the flattery, she appreciated the latter comment nonetheless. . . Very rare ponies have dark color palettes like hers!