She should have. He rises, the chair scraping back behind him. It won't do for her to know his secret; he will have to compel her.

But even as he strides over to her, the world blurs and he blinks, confused. Slowing down to a stop. Then his stance shifts, becoming menacing, head tilted in a predatory fashion. Once again he's seeing someone who isn't there.

"The deal is off."