She seemed to have something to say. But he was sure to say to himself that, he would let whatever she would have to say become his reality. He knew how she would prey on his thoughts and make him what he wouldn't in his right mind. 

      "What is a slut? Tell me what it is. I don't know and might be of help. Come sit by me and tell me."

    Oh no! He knew what she trying to do. She was trying to buy time till she would be able to conjure again and have her way around the whole deals. She was that crafty. He should know her....