A brow rose, but he definately liked that answer. "Well, I suppose this is true... but how to have you please me, is the question," The hand on his chest moved up to Zira's hair again, stroking it behind one of his ears. He took a hold of the back of the Angel's head then, using the hair to tug him down to his knees just short of roughly.
"You're to stay down there until I say otherwise, understand?" He gave a wicked little grin, hand untangling from his hair. "While you're down there, you might as well take me out, dearest,"