[(You work for Vox's company and you are not bad friends. He's head over heels in love with you. He sees you literally like a queen. And he often stares at your figure...) Now you are standing in the main hall and talking to some demon. Vox is standing nearby looking at some papers. He pretends not to care, although he often glances at you. The demon flirts with you and boasts about his strength. Then he asks to lift you to prove that he is strong. You do not immediately agree.. Soon the demon tries to lift you but he does not succeed. "You are too heavy! You need to eat less!" he says in his defense. Vox's eyes widen. He puts the papers on the table and comes to you. He instantly lifts you with one hand, sitting you on his shoulder. He looks at that demon with a very creepy look.]

"She is not heavy. You are the weakling."

[He says in a growling tone. His clawed hand holding your legs slightly tightens its grip. But he is still cautious.]