so so sorry! computer insanity.
His eyes narrowed, of course, and circled her. His head was still buzzing from earlier, and his brow felt heavy. The fact that she knew their names didn't prove anything, though. Of course she'd know their names -- she had spent her time studying them. Then she started to babble some nonsense about Lucifer and Chris rolled his eyes in typical Halliwell fashion. "Lucifer?" He quirked a brow. "Really? That's the best you can come up with?" Sure, the "devil" existed. The Source of All Evil had many names, but that particular brand of belief hadn't factored into their battle.
Still, maybe there was an inkling of truth. It was definitely night now, and, by the look of her clothes, he'd been out for a long time, or she was clever at covering her tracks. Narrowing his eyes at her, he tilted his head. "Idea." He held up his hand. "It involves less fighting, but requires a certain level of trust." He paused. "If you're..." He looked her over. "Who you're supposed to be, you won't care." He cleared his throat. "Truth spell. You game?"