"No no, that would be fun," he dismissed her worry about physical torture, and perked right up when she said she'd enjoy it. She had to be lying. But damn, wouldn't finding out be fun? In fact, he's so distracted with those thoughts, he completely forgot to explain about what he meant by tortures. Then again, he wasn't good at explaining himself in general usually given how infrequently it was ever useful to him and more just a nuisance.

"Oh," dark eyes glittered mischievously, "You'd be amazed at my appetite."