Samael Was becoming more frustrated with every passing second. When she refused again, and even had the nerve to ASK what she had done to him, he was at his breaking point. 'Patience, patience. I will get my chance for revenge. Right now I need to get her to admit.' He shifted quickly so that he was back in front of her, looking her dead in the dead with his hands on the arms of the chair. "What have you done?! As if you don't know!" He wrapped his fingers around each of her wrists, just above the bindings that kept her arms tied down, digging his nails into her flesh again. His voice lowered a bit to a frightening and furious hiss. "You tortured me, pursued me to the end of my human life, trying to change my path. But it was my decision! Still, you have returned again to continue what you have started." He released her arms, but didn't move back. "This is your reward, my dear. For the hell you have put me through." He raised his hand, obviously intent on hitting her or scratching her, harming her somehow.