Hal stepped around her, toward the door. And with a simple motion he locked it. That little twinge of fear, it called out to him, it always had. Probably always would. In the end he suspected it had been Katherine that had brought it out in him. Always the women. "As much as I want really." he said simply, stepping right in close to her the smirk that passed his lips very obviously not that of her friend.
"Oh you won't die so don't start bleating. Can't have my little pet all broken. No no, you get to live and you get to continue my little game. Because think about it dear, what exactly would you tell them? Mitchell, Alex, Lydia? Your Elijah? What would you say? They'd hate you. Leave you, and poor little human Katherine would have nothing"
He leaned in, his lips right against her ear.
"I suppose I should thank you. You are responsible for this after all. Now be a good girl and sit down. I still want my share of you"