The demon was getting more and more annoyed at the Slayer. Why couldn't he be Jacen. That bothered him. He pretty much could be Jacen, he had the body, he had the memories but he didn't think it at all did he. "I may not be Jacen but you have to know I'm the closest you're ever going to get. Because I didn't lie to you Vi. You're not her. And that might be harsh to some but its true. He'll never see anyone the way he sees her and no amount of kicking or punching and fighting is going to change that. Not to mention you're not going to hurt Jacen. You wouldn't because you're far too annoyingly heroic for that aren't you?"
When she began to struggle, the demon rolled his eyes and continued to push at her arm, she was being very unhelpful and eventually he'd have to do something about that. This was decidedly rude.
"Vi, don't struggle. If you struggle you're definitely not getting out of here. Truth is, you're part of my distraction. Get them all focused on the fact I have you, while Meg..." The demon trailed off covering his mouth shockingly. "...while things are put into motion" he amended watching to see if there was a reaction. He hoped there was, then he could explain the plan and all the fun of Lucifer rising. It would be amazing. And he was playing his part.