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Yawgmoth's blood stained back was to her at this point and so he didn't see her scowl or her eyes follow him but he was pretty sure she was anyway, especially after yesterday. Yawgmoth's large fingers carefully ran over some bottles before stopping on one. "Ah ha" he exclaimed laying his grip upon the bottle, undoing the cork with his teeth he spat it on the floor and then took a very long drink, nearly half the bottle. Wiping his lips clear Yawgmoth simply turned around to face her leaning against the cabinet where he had pulled the drink from. The bottle dangling from his hand at the moment. His tail stayed limp and laid on the floor next to him not moving very much.

Yawgmoth only chuckled before taking another swig. "No, really? We are quite aware. But thank you anyway for pointing it out to the rest of the room." he replied with a sarcastic smirk on his face. He was clearly in a much better mood than yesterday. Far less tense and having much more patience around her than previous encounters. "As long as you're pointing out the obvious why don't we, hungry much?" Yawgmoth said noting how fast she had made the sandwich disappear from the time he walked in to when she finished it.

Yawgmoth shrugged. "We guessed. We have not seen you eat since your first appearance. And after what we put you through we are actually surprised you haven't eaten sooner." The tyrant finished. Picking up the bottle to his lips he drunk the light red liquid down and sighed slid the bottle onto the counter and then away from the two of them. Standing up from the cabinet Yawgmoth stretched his back and caused several bones to make popping sounds as he did. A wince of pain crossed his face as, by reflex, he stretched his tail out when he did that and it had popped some bones there too causing pain where the newly fused bones were not to mention the muscles throughout the entire appendage still ached.

Yawgmoth's eyes did not even follow her, normally his natural womanizing ways would cause his eyes to waver towards her a** she bent over but not today, not after what he and his dark queen had done. She was more than enough woman for him, far more than he could have ever dreamed of and for the time Yawgmoth was very satisfied. "Not by a long short woman. Unless you mean we're worried about your ribs affecting your retaliation against us when we decide to play with you again." He taunted with a chuckle. Despite his good mood he couldn't resist the jab since she had laughed at his tail crack and then mocked his name calling again.

Yawgmoth stifled his laughter at her mishap, she was almost as much of a klutz as that kid from yesterday or so it would seem. His eyebrow arched in mild amusement at her retort. She had suddenly gone on the offensive. It was so cute. "Oh no, she was enough, more than enough. Our back still aches from her. If only you knew how strong we were, this would be more shocking. But you don't. So take it how you will. We don't think even you and your little petty words could ruin our day today. We figure we need to get laid more." The Dark King said with a happy sigh. Honestly it had been forever, or at least it felt like it. His natural urges suppressed now that Crow had taken care of the biggest problem.

"Why? We've raped poor defenseless women in front of her before. On her advice no less. You underestimate how twisted the two of us are." Yawgmoth taunted back smiling. She might have thought he was simply jesting but no, this was not the case. In fact he remembered quite vividly Crow going out, finding a virgin woman and killing her husband. Kidnapping the poor girl and bringing her back to Yawgmoth for their amusement. The poor girl of course didn't last very long as the sadistic pair had their 'fun' with her then disposed of her.

"We can have you anytime we want, denial is the best of your traits you are aware yes?" Yawgmoth replied with a fading smile as she indicated his smell. Yawgmoth raised an arm and sniffed, turned away by his own sweaty stench he shrugged. "So we do. We came up in a rush looking for a drink. We forgot to shower." Yawgmoth grumbled out. He hated being unclean, even from sex it was still out of his persona to not be the slick, clean gentlemen villain.

Yawgmoth paused for a moment and ran his hand over his handsome chin in thought. Mumbling something to himself he seemed to be sorting out the thoughts in his head. Finally he spoke. "Because you stood up to us. You have strong will. It is in breaking that strong will that the fun lies. Even if we fail it is our purpose to test the living, to push their boundaries and we've found your boundary interesting. So we fully intend to bend and try to break this will power you have. If it breaks, we will probably get it out of systems and then we will kill you. If it doesn't well, we have a goal to work towards now don't we? Therein lies the fun. For you see, no woman has ever stood up to us quite so boldly. Ziven has stood up to us but not on such a level as you. We lost interest in Ziven because she got boring and was no fun to torment. If you do the same maybe you can forgo our plans for you, But knowing your persona Ayla, we do not believe this is likely." Yawgmoth stated with a sick and vile grin splitting his lips in her direction as his hand slid off of his chin and his glinting white teeth glistened at her, each sharp ended tooth looked hungry to bite her again.

The emperor listened and relaxed a little more hearing her speak. Clearly she didn't know what she was talking about. This much was obvious to him. "Let us rephrase since you obviously do not get it. Laying with you is not the point. Dominating you and breaking your spirit is the point. Whether this involves any kind of sexual acts does not matter. Only the fact that you come to us when we call like a dog would and go away just the same. If you give in, perhaps we will let you live. Even if we kill you, at least your pain will end." Yawgmoth retorted with an idle stare, the sick and vile look faded from his face as he was trying to calmly explain the situation to her as best he could. After all, english was not his first language.