Joscelin let go of his hand and jerked away, revulsion written more clearly on his face than any emotion had been since they'd begun to talk. He backhanded the other man across his face, only wanting to make him stop with that sneer, that tongue over his lips suggesting filthy things.

"You could do no such thing. You have no such power." There was a raw edge to his voice as he tried to reassure himself of that as well. There was something so unsettling about this man and the way that he reacted. It made his skin crawl.