[It doesn't scare her; if anything, that growl just elates her. It's...arousing, to be able to coax such anger out of him without actually doing anything.]

How cute...you needn't get so upset though - Free means nothing to me. He's a pawn, nothing more.

[There's a flirtatious smirk and a gleam in her eyes as her fingers travel down his chest and further south.]

If you like, once he's outlived his usefulness to me, I'll let you do whatever you want with him.

He's immortal, so unfortunately even cutting his head off won't kill him, but you could spend eternity torturing him...ripping him to pieces...pulling out his insides...poisons that'll melt him from the inside out...