Agrat watched him, wishing she could peek inside his head to see how much of what she was doing or saying he was taking at face value. "I see... so you prefer to prolong things? Play with your victims a little before you give them that release?" He had more in common with Jack that she realized, and it was giving her some insight she so desperately needed.
She turned away from him, fingers running through her hair to restore some semblance of order to it. This had potential, but she was still unsure. It almost felt like she was cheating on Jack, but it wasn't like they were exclusive, was it? "You'd be surprised, I've died before in some not-so-mundane fashions," she murmured. Facing him once more, hand lightly resting on her cleavage just above the scar she used her powers of illusion to conceal, she appeared pensive. "Honestly, I'd rather not, though I must admit you've already helped me more than you know." Oh yes, she had plans for Jack now, she only had to learn how to improve her hunting skills so she could get to his level. Walking over to her bag, she pulled out the kit. "I believe this is yours, and that I should be going. I have things I need to look into." Like finding someone to teach her how to track like a pro.