She was surprised when he agreed, really, sure that without a few glasses of wine she would have remembered why it wasn't the best idea to ask people to lay out all of the worst bits of their reputations for you. But when he started, she couldn't very well stop him. Not when she wanted to know him. Not when she knew how rare it was that he spoke to anyone about anything, much less about anything real.
She finished her wine, sitting he glass next to his and completely forgetting it was her move on the board. "Oh, well then. I should leave. I only associate with demons, actually."