Frey blinked in surprise as the phoenix placed a hand on his wrist in response. Most interesting.. Did this mean Asbel was going to bite back? Frey smirked, thinking about the possibilities. If Asbel fought him, maybe he could get the phoenix to lose some of his privileges. The fact he had a bigger room really bugged him, for some reason. He was about to say something snarky, and licked his lips. 

But before he could do just that, he was submerged into a sea of darkness. Smug topaz eyes widened in fear. The dark! More than anything else, he hated darkness. You never did know what it hid, what would come popping out... 

Not to mention, the prince had bad experiences with darkness before. Frantic eyes caught sight of a luminescent object, and Frey moved to cling to it, only to realize in dispair it was Asbel. He flinched and withdrew his stance, but his wrist was still held form. Terrified, the silber-haired demon realized Asbel did this. He didn't know how, but he wasn't taking any chances. 

Though he was scared, he couldn't help but narrow his eyes at Asbel's words. Maybe he could reason with him. If Frey could get him to turn the lights on, then it would all be alright. Everything would be... fine... 

He bowed his head a bit, not having the energy to be cruel. Why did he do this to himself all the time...? But Asbel had cornered him. Usually he was prepared for this sort of thing, but had underestimated the god-bird. Biting his lip, he spoke softly and cautiously, as if he was addressing a king, and he was a peasant. "I... I..." He was at a loss for words. "You're immortal... it doesn't matter... " He whispered. 

"Since when did a hug become a hurtful gesture? Because that would be news to me. I want.." Frey paused. His had to play his cards right, or he would succumb to his fears. He had a feeling Asbel has a lot of intuition, so lying wouldn't be an option. "Let me ask you something..."

"Can you imagine a group of pirates out at sea, looking for treasure? Well, one day they find a whole island full of chests and pots filled to the brim with gold, jewels, the whole package. But... the more they see, the less impressed they are with what they find next. Say, they find a fountain of youth. Well... a chest of gold sounds a little boring now, doesn't it?" He spat.