Jares blinked and took the portrait as she handed it to him, and soon he found himself looking at a topless, sleeping version of himself. Aha! Guess she must have drawn him when he'd fallen--wait, shirtless? He glanced up at Bella, then snorted and shook his head, an amused grin replacing his sleepy smile. Had she seriously taken off his shirt, or had she just guessed? Heh, if she'd just guessed, it was a striking resemblance; he guessed she really had taken him literally about the whole undressing thing! Even if she seemed to have chickened out and hadn't done a full nude. Er...then again, if he hadn't even woken up to her taking off his shirt, who was to say she hadn't stripped him completely and just hadn't drawn it! Interesting. "Ooh...I look hot," he said with a playful wink Bella's way, puffing out his chest a little. "Of course, I already knew this. Thanks."
Zek, however, didn't seem too happy about the whole thing. Okay, that was an understatement, he was pissed--because, after all, he had threatened to remove her head. And Bella was, in Jares' opinion, being a bit...foolish. C'mon, the guy had just threatened to stab her in the neck and saw her head off, and she was handing him one of his daggers back! Still a little confused, he listened in, and then...wait, put them to sleep? The other guy had passed out, too? And...it was the piano? She'd seriously put a spell on them?
Tricky, tricky girl...all right, he had to admit, that was a bit creepy. After all, he knew that at least on his end he'd been perfectly willing to pose all on his own! No convincing was needed on his end, and he had to say, he didn't really like the idea of being, well...put to sleep. She could have killed them or drained their blood or molested them or something, and he wouldn't have felt any of it because he slept so deeply! Could have, but she hadn't; she'd just drawn them, and it had been kind of his own fault if anything went bad for letting his guard down. Still, creepy as it was...the bad things that could have happened didn't, and Jares had lived too long to worry about the past. Instead, he had a tendency to just...forget it. Let it slide.
That was just because he'd always been forgetful, though.
He did, however, sit up straight when Bella went and...put the guy's knife against her neck and told him to go ahead and do it. What. The. Hell? Slapping the palm of his hand to his forehead and groaning, Jares was about ready to get up and intervene--what was wrong with her?! It must be some vampire thing he hadn't caught onto--but instead Zek went on about breaking her piano and instead just cut her shoulder. Jares relaxed again and stared at the two. This was so weird...both of them were so...dramatic, with all the killing and whatnot. Kill mortals, kill each other, kill themselves! Yeesh. Never mind how he had managed to live as long as he had, how did they make it through each day alive? Or...moreso...how did Bella make it through each day alive, since she was the subject of all the current death threats.
Oh well...none of his business!
Turning his attention over to Zek, he nodded at him. "I'm Jares, and...you're Zek, right?" Poor guy seemed so worried about the whole shirtless thing. After all, that's what he seemed to bring up the most! Maybe he was self-conscious. In any case, Jares took it upon himself to soothe his fears! "By the way, I don't know why you're so worried. For what it's worth, from what I saw of the portrait, you have a nice chest. Though..." Here he turned his attention to Bella and narrowed his eyes a little at her, frowning and waggling a finger at her like he was chastising a child. "It's still rather naughty to put sleeping spells on people so you can strip them." He gave a firm nod, then smirked a little. "Though, of course, some people are into that kind of naughty. Still, that's beside the point, right?"