With curiosity, Sebastian watched Tash actually show something that passed for emotion towards the blood doll she had drunk from. Given that she was known for a complete lack of softer things like emotions and thoughts. The Ice Queen of Sapphira.
It only lasted a moment, this flicker of curiosity, before his eyes moved to the other two dolls standing nearby. Quiet, beautiful, and willing. Just like every good human should be. Well, that and paying ticket holders and fans, of course. He would have to move onto another career otherwise.
“Of course,” Sebastian flashed that trademark grin that could sell Crest if he chose, when she called him charming. He agreed, he really was charming. “Who am I to deny your gorgeousness to the public?” Only for his eyes to widen fractionally at her sound of disgust, and he knew that she had reached the ‘iffy’ section of the interview.
Dangerously close was right, but even as he masked the knowledge that Tash was likely to put the hurting on him, he was not about to stop flirting. “I would think so,” he dropped his eyes over her face and then body. Hey, even with the threat of beautiful pain staring him in the face, with her beautifully dangerous face, Sebastian was not going to stop flirting.