"Constantine's the name, and I'm sure you've heard of me." Constantine said not at all oblivious to what's going on around him, he was enjoying it. He could tell C wasn't going to like him, but he never expected to make friends. The way he saw it was with her strict and probably by the rules attitude, she was never going to like a lowly half-breed like him. He might as well have fun while he's at it. He tried not to laugh out loud, a small smile forming on the edge of his lips when Corwin pulled C away. He felt like pursing further until Corwin pulled him aside. 

"What do you think you're doing?! Do you want to die?!" With that Constantine let out a loud laughter mostly at C, but also at this man before him. He wondered what he could do to and hoped to be impressed. As of now he seemed little more than an awkward appeasing clown. Nevertheless he listened to his words, making it seem as though C was the strongest of their little group. Only making Constantine want to push her even further, if he thought Anelle was powerful this woman must be a God. 

Constantine held on to his arms laughing pretty hard at this point his cigarette fell out of his mouth. "So I take it she's stronger than all of us then?" Constantine said looking at Anelle a little more serious, his half-cocked smile forming into lustful one. "Thank you" Constantine said realizing that he was indeed paid a compliment. "That's probably one of the nicer things someone has said to me" When he said that he tried to think of any compliment he's been told. It seemd like a life time ago, but he did use to get compliments on his hair, he began to rub his buzzcut. The only reason he shaved it was because he couldn't keep it from burning up. He pulled out a cigarette using the one on the floor as a muse and lit his new one with his thumb before stomping the old one out. 

"Well after you I guess" Constantine said to Anelle blowing smoke above their heads. It seemed she would probably be the only one he could call friend, at least for now.