He glanced at Charlie, she seemed agitated. "I did not mean to offend you. The sent of fire lingers around you, as if it burns within. I've met ones with control over fire before, the ability to conjure it and manipulate it. No, fire does not harm me, no matter how hot it maybe. Could be the fact I was created in Hell. I apologize for the way I explained it before. That's not to say I don't find the ability remarkable. I hope to see what you're capable of."
He leaned back in the seat getting a little more comfortable. "No, once you find her I'll handle it from there. Call me old fashioned, but I sort of like to deal with personal vendettas on my own. Thrill of the chase and all. Not to mention I'm really not sure what I wish to do with her yet." Drake was still bouncing between turning her or torturing her slowly.
"Well, you do this for me and being kind enough to give me a place to stay I suppose from time to time you could call on me for my services."
When the pizza was brought in, even the aromas to him were scintillating. He enjoyed smell very much, even if he didn't actually eat the food. "If there's anything you'd like to ask me, please feel free."