I don't have to. All I have to do is mark your soul as mine. Then when you die, you'll be delivered to me. If someone doesn't steal you first, anyway, but it's pretty reliable. Better than ending up in the gray wastes, or the Hells, anyway.

[He'd just get eaten, or eternally tortured, or whatever devils do to their charges. It sounds awful to her (but of course it would) and anyway being stuck in the infernal hierarchy seems like it would suit him just as poorly as it would her.

She loops her arms around his neck, and plays with a little tuft of hair at his nape. She could easily one-up Otiel if she brings this one in. He might have charmed Nefetari, but the druid doesn't hold a candle to Law when it comes to raw power and ambition.]