The stranger at the door gave a brighter, lop sided grin at the sight of Jynx.
"Well, hello there," the dark haired man went on, stepping nearer to her and moving a hand to slick his hair and sideburns back. "I came to see Hawk, but I think I prefer this type of company I see before me." The man gave a large, toothy grin that was just oozing with flirtation-
and in the moment, he didn't seem to notice the looming demon nearby.
Trest just cut a look through the gloom. He took one look at the man and greeted him flatly.
"Hello, Lazameer."
The dark haired man was still smiling at Jynx when he replied,
"Hello, Hawk. I came to drop off the cargo you requested."
"Good, you can put it on the-"
But before Trest could continue with his command, Lazameer ignored him and continued to approach Jynx.
"You never told me you kept a woman here..."
"Well, she's not my-"
"Oh? Not your woman?" And Lazameer was quick to take her hand into his own, eyes shining seductively as he guided that hand to his lips. "Anyone make a claim on you yet, lass? Cause I wouldn't mind making my mark right now."
Trest couldn't believe this and for once, his fear towards the demon subsided.
"You'll have to ask her friend there, first."
"Friend?"
And the second Lazameer lifted his gaze, he saw the demon and dropped his hold on Jynx.
"Sweet Ansgarian virigins- what the hell...!?"
"You needn't worry about them, Lazameer.... they were just on their way out." And he gave a glare to Jynx, hoping she'd take the hint. But he really didn't want her around anymoret han she wanted to linger..
Then again, her demon gave him very good reasons for his rushed request.