Lex smiled casually, as if he was enjoying messing with James. In truth, he really was enjoying it - he'd never met someone who cried so easily. It was fun teasing him. At the same time, though, he began to treat the situation a lot more carefully.
Destiny was messed up stuff. Its inevitability was well known and well established, so he didn't like it so much. The fact that the Midnight Inn could block destiny was very reassuring. But he himself could not do that yet. So if a Destiny Devourer, a race that clearly had something to do with destiny, even if Lex didn't know exactly what, said that Lex was going to commit a slaughter in four hours, he felt like it might be an inevitability.
But he wasn't certain yet. Everything was, as of now, uncertain, and James was crying way too much to give Lex any straight answers. Lex had met many members from the Elder races before, but never had he encountered such a crybaby from any race. It was kind of funny actually.
