[Jezebel's arms stay firm even as Ianchus starts to move, blankly trying to grab at him. Even as Ianchus' face swells and eyes go white, Jezebel is still solid, unflinching despite Ianchus' attempts to grip him.

It takes him a second or so to realize what Ianchus wants of him right then, and he wears a slight grin even while his fingers stay pressed into the flesh of his throat.]

Easy now. Time enough for that later.