Church knew she could bend the bars. He knew she could, because he knew he could have, if he'd had wanted to.. and while he was stronger than her, it wasn't by too large of a margin. Strong enough to control her, when he needed to. But not when she was like this. He just stared as the bars groaned, there wasn't much point in trying to go anywhere.. she'd be through them before he could open the door with that key, or bend any of the bars for himself. So Church just straightened up as she came forward, a devil wearing his button up shirt, and he exhaled slowly at her accusing tone.
"Wait, what?" He tilted his head some to the side. "To another woman? This coming from the bitch who was spreading her legs for what's his name? Janet? Jay? James?" Jayne, he meant. "Janet sounds right. Seemed like a fucking woman to me." He licked his lips and stared another moment before stepping forward to meet her as she approached.
"Yup. Naked with River. Touched her everywhere. I bet you can imagine what that was like.. me, her, in the hot tub.." He puffed his chest out some as she continued to come closer. Why was she walking so slow? Probably to scare him. Well. It was working. "After I rubbed my dick all over her, yeah, I kissed her. It was rough and a lot better than anything you've ever done for me."
Well. It was official. Church was going to die. And when he came back as a ghost, she was going to kill the ghost, too. Then what?