[ He had hoped to garner another passionate reaction from his ❛counterpart❜, but it seemed like the tap had run dry on this particular cash cow. He'd wanted something, anything, ...but he'd gotten nothing on this past turnover. Sebastian had always found enjoyment in making a person squirm, in exploiting a person's weakness, and in testing a person's limits, ...and supernatural beings were NO exception. In fact, he might even go as far as to say that they were more fun to play with as the majority of them thought they were invincible, invulnerable, - Heh, what a bunch of delusional little cretins. ]
[ But Claude, it seemed, had caught on to his tricks and wasn't about to let this relationship of theirs be exploited anymore. What a pity. He looked up at Claude, his statuesque expression cementing the game's close. Nn, well perhaps not entirely, ...but if Claude wanted this, the back and forth, then he'd not be getting it. Sebastian wasn't here for his entertainment after all. ]
Is that right, [ Sebastian paused and took a moment to himself, eyes cast down as though he were giving all of this some serious thought. He wasn't, though, and instead did this only to bother Claude. ] I'm afraid I don't recall, Sir. [ He nudges Claude back, stumbling a moment before catching himself. His hand returns to his middle and he applies a bit of pressure to keep any more blood from spilling out. ] Now, if you'll excuse me I have a situation to attend to. [ Looks down briefly. ] ...and I have no more time to waste with you. I do hope you understand.