"What is the point?" Kidnapping and taunting aside, the whole purpose of Cole's show was a mystery to Chris. Was he just biding time for the sisters to notice their whitelighter had gone, playing games in the meanwhile until the real action started? He couldn't really say, but it was with definite resentment that he was faced with no other option than to struggle fruitlessly until something happened to break the uneven stalemate between them.

At the question, something shifted in Chris's mind. It was subtle and more like vertigo without physical sensation, a flop that almost felt like he was about to black out while still completely aware of his surroundings and circumstances. Almost uncomprehending that he had begun to speak, Chris answered, "Yeah, I am." Silence followed where his eyes widened and he stared up at Cole in confusion. "No. No. I'm not afraid of you. You're just some two-bit half-demon too stupid to know when he's been beat. I'm not scared."