"Hey!" Thomas protested, watching the mixture basically eat his shirt alive. It stained on sight. Literally. Fortunately that wasn't one of his more likeable shirts or anything. It wasn't like he couldn't just walk into his closet and get another one just like it out, and wear that instead.
He snorted at Justine and playfully batted her hands away. He was careful, always so careful, because he could unintentionally hurt her. Not only because her current state left her frail and bodily damaged, but because if she were even in full health he could break bones without really trying. Such was the strength of the Demon inside him. But he ignored the frenzy booming around in his head that demanded he have Justine. He couldn't, no matter how much he hungered for her.
It was a good lesson on self control.
Or something. Sure.
Thomas grinned and flicked her nose delicately, leaning away as he did so to put a bit of distance between them in preparation for her retaliation.