Coldness
Ailsa seemed amused by Ryu's question.
She stood from her coffin, revealing a small triangular patch of golden hair between her legs as she almost glided toward Ryu. In what seemed to take an eternity, she made her way before him, looking up and into his silver eyes with her own sparkling rubies.
Her smile shone like the stars in the sky, her soft pink lips curling into a gentle slope. "If I couldn't see into your mind, I would think that I was an ugly woman. It's a good thing for me that I can."
"I have a wife." Ryu replied plainly.
Ailsa giggled lightly. "Am I not more attractive by your human standards?"
Ryu's eyes frosted over. "If you dare to speak ill of my wife again, I won't care for what benefits you can bring me. I'll kill you where you stand."