"Boo hoo." Was his only, emotionless retort to her first deceleration. Like he was about to offer her a helping hand. Jesus Christ. This lady could keep up anything, not even a phony relationship. She had to be some kinda' magical wicked witch of whatever to have gotten this far. Dumb broad.

"And I never asked if you did." His tone was chilly and heartless. It was as if he'd gotten his amusement out of her and now was entirely disinterested and unsympathetic. This of course, would be an entirely accurate observation.

He paused, and the smile began tugging at his lips again. Suddenly, he holstered the gun. His hands clapped together. "You know what? I was thinkin' I was just gonna put you out of your misery tonight, and you could, ya know, be reborn as a fat cow or whatever. But I wanna play a little longer. I'm gonna stand here and wait. Another stupid shit or two should be prancin' on by eventually and I'm gonna kill 'em. Umm... and yeah. That's pretty much it."