Did he want to find out? Part of him did. Part of him wanted the fight for control. If he left, Amadeus would hunt him - or even use magic to drag him back. There would be a real and true struggle for control on their hands because Ariel was not interested in giving up that control tonight. Oh no, if he was going to have to behave at a stupid fucking Ventrue dinner party so terribly soon, he needed to get some bullshit out of his system first.
Ariel thought it would be so easy to just pick Amadeus up and throw him - where he would land would be the deciding factor. When he grinned, there were a lot more fangs than he was intending there to be. "Why? Would you be forced to use your magic?" Although his tone was intensely mocking, he only hoped Amadeus could tell it was just part of the current game considering he knew just how well Amadeus could fight without it. And without warning, his hands went under his lover's arms, picking him up bodily to toss him back against the pillows.