[ she scoffs at that, an unladylike snort, and stretches her arms out in front of her, claws dragging at the table before she folds them in front of her again, flopping down once more. ]

Hell? If this were your human idea of Hell, an oni would be free to eat as many of you foolish humans as she wanted. I would not have to pretend to be the Caster Edison to get things and I could have candy whenever I so desired.

[ a pause, and she stares up at him, still dwarfed even though they're both sitting down. ] Unless you desire death, human? Ending your pathetic life is within my power still.