"I won’t offer you power, because I know you can earn it on your own." He reached as if toward her, before taking back the quill from the desk. He smirked at her reaction, still standing entirely too close to her. Her left hand clenched. (If she reminded him of her marital status it would be admitting she felt threatened.) "I will get my hands dirty so you never have to. I will be the devil on your shoulder."