The rise in his own energy brings something within her to just beneath the surface; she can feel her pulse quicken, her blood run hot, and the voice that never shuts up for more than five minutes sees fit to latch on and goad, to try and use the moment to his own advantage.

"Cut it with the talk already, Sunshine. Just look at 'im. You can smell it on him, can't you? Don't drag this out, just go for the kill! Even if he's not the guy— c'mon. It'll feel real good."

She screws her eyes shut for a moment, closing her empty hand into a tight fist at her side as she tries to shove Tyrann aside, to ignore his goading as best he can. That's not how she wants to handle this. She grits her teeth, her eyes flying open to lock onto Yuri's own gaze.

"Well I'm hunting— a demon. And since I got to Shanghai, all signs point to you."

He's the only one who's even come close to fitting the bill.