He pauses to look at Piper, offering her a wicked, toothsome smile. "Good. You know, that's kind of sexy for you to say as well," he points out, giving her a wink.

"Oh let's be real. Sooner than later, there's going to be a panic and we'll have to be ready for them trying to stop us. I hope you're ready for that."

Because it's easier talking about that than it is knowing Marcel has Esther's spellbook. It's intoxicating and terrifying all at the same time.

He considers her for a moment, frowning though he steps in closer to rub her arm for a moment. "Lets get you out of here."

He had forgotten, for a moment or three, how ill she had been when they arrived and now he knew he needed to take care of her. He'll need her for what her has planned, and risking her now wouldn't help.

Grabbing up a bag, he puts the books away before closing the safe. Then he moves to take her arm. "Come on. Lets get you somewhere safe."