It was now Ghanon's turn to get frustrated, especially when she mentioned him leaving. He couldn't leave, especially not with her in possession of the shard. Devi was one thing, but he didn't know the child well enough to truly consider staying. Though the concept of getting to know did have at least some appeal that he didn't even know what to say for a whole two minutes. As for killing her, it wouldn't be the first time a child had to die because it was unwanted. Ghanon thought hard and didn't like it when she said that. His hands shot out and gripped her wrists hard and he shook her violently.
"Don't ever mention killing her again. Even if you didn't mean it. You want me to accept her. Fine. She is mine. And in that you won't make even a vague threat like that one again or I'll make you regret it." His voice was low, dangerous, and his eyes turned into a silvery storm, as if the galaxy within them was about to topple over.