Ra's simply sighed, lighting another cigarette as he gazed passed the demon at the church. She was so close, yet still so far. He craved her. "What about that one beast? The one you stole from hell. Her name was Lillith or something of the sort. She was dragged back to hell, last I heard. What if I returned her to you? Micael said you sulked for years over the she demon. Mmm, the image of you sulking is rather amusing. If bringing someone back doesn't suit you, you can name your own price. I'm sure I can afford whatever it is that you want." The Necromancer continued to stare at the church, as if ignoring his host. 

Effy wrapped her arms around Gin, planting a soft kiss on his cheeks. His words stung, making her feel guilty for wanting to leave earlier. She knew he was right, she would die if the creature got his hands on her. "You won't have to go on without me, I'm not going to leave. You don't have to change your face anymore, because I'm here. Somehow, we'll make it through. I promise. I love you."