Her reactions were nothing to him. Small acts of defiance that were amusing at best. "Now, now," Kuja chided, his smile pulling back, making it appear more sinister as he leaned forward.

In his hand, he began to gather magical particles into his palm, it was a rather slow amount but he made sure that she would be able to see it. "Unless you would like to see something happen to these lifeless, drones of citizens," he nodded back, indicating the the people surrounding them, "I suggest you join me for afternoon tea."