[ The other's hesitation does surely fuel him to stay. Viago is a coward when the going gets tough, but Michael has yet to really be tough. ]

Are you a witch?

[ Viago interrogates him, as menacing as a housewife could be. He leans in slightly, sniffing at Michael. ]

No no, I am getting rotten eggs from you. You must be a demon!

That makes all the explanation for how you are uncouth and so ugly. How horrible you must feel, to have this desire to hurt others!

[ But he isn't sympathetic. He withdraws to the point he's making to brush himself off. ]

It is a shame. You could be so handsome otherwise.