Claudia just whimpers at that question, a trembling running through her. There is only one answer, that he'll never be done making her pay. She almost wishes it were enough. But she'd had an archangel at her mercy, made him beg. She, a mere demon, even if she was one of Lucifer's own. And there's a wicked voice in the back of her head that chuckles and tells her that she doesn't really want him to be satisfied.

Unable to speak, finally, jerkily, she shakes her head, her mouth forming the word "no" even though her voice is wrecked. When she finally does manage to croak something out, the word is, "Never..."