"You want it. When you're all demon? Then you're lookin' for respect. Lookin' to make everyone dance to your tune. Makin' your puppets dance and oilin' all the cogs so that the machine runs just the way you like. When you're all demon, your heart may not be in it." No emotions and all that, he supposed that made it easier to deal with things with cold logic. "But you still wanna get recognised for it. Whinin' when them demons don't appreciate you."

He'd certainly heard him go on about that a lot. "But now you ain't all demon any more. Now it ain't just your megalomaniac lil mind caught up in it all. Got your mangled black heart in there as well. You ain't feelin' any need comin' from that right now?"

Bobby tilted his head to the side just a little. "Ah, darlin'. You been tellin' lies."