Because your mine

The boy's attitude toward him brought a snarl to his face. He had no clue who he was dealing with did he? Of course not. The boys mother had seriously proven she had no idea how to behave in social settings and that in itself was enough to assume that she would have taught this boy about anything else but how to offend those around himself. "Silence your tongue, as your sire I will call you what I wish, demon." he was stern enough to hopefully silence the child. No matter this boys age he would always be a child to Lucifer.

"I assume you have questions for me, or even that you hate me, but understand this, you would not exist unless your mother hadn't decided to insult and ridicule my way of life. You are the punishment I felt she needed to learn about insulting others with." he made sure that this boy knew every detail of why he existed. His hellish gaze was locked on his child. He could recognize the mask and eyes the boy held from anywhere. They were asmodeus to the tee. "Ask what you will now, before I teach you what you truly are." right to the point was to be the best way to make this go most likely.