Andras bowed his head, "Thank you.. I try. He's my one weakness, I'm afraid I spoil him." It was a shame that Agrat had no idea exactly how much in common Andras had with Jack. It might have started to make her wonder if she had a certain kind of man she was interested in. Namely the wrong kind.
He let her hand go and padded barefoot to the kitchen, "Anything I have is yours." he turned to look at her, "Us demons love our deals. I never make a deal I can't fulfill, I never offer anything I can't deliver." he looked her over, "The question really is what is it you desire?" he furrowed a brow, "Though I can't imagine a creature as lovely as you being want of anything."