Donovan felt a tad bit amused at Eden's reaction to his oppressive presence in the building, she had a better idea of what was in store after talking to the others but it was time to see it first hand. It was probably the first time she had seen someone singlehandedly control the mood of a room and everyone in it especially from someone who normally wouldn't hurt a fly, it was this that was amusing just realizing what kind of hell she entered before a single word was spoken.

Where he stood he could see every look exchanged in the room and it made it all the more funny when the regulars, some rather large tough people included among them, cowering away from him unable or unwilling to do anything about him. A few customers had tried but they were pushovers barely able to land a hit in before they were down and out. The spot of sympathy from one of the men nearly got a chuckle out of the Cajun because the poor bastard knew what was going to happen.

"Well hello Eden, I suppose you might want something. Questions, concerns, a drink? I'm all ears for my favorite friend." Donovan said with an obvious eagerness to talk and an intention to pick at her slowly for now, he wanted to see all the pain of realizing the truth and eventually watching his counterpart deal with it if he could.