"That was uncalled for. What I did," Alastor blurted out, the words more or less tumbling from his mouth. "I'd wanted to divert your attention not...stimulate you. Without your permission."

That was too much like what Valentino did to Angel. It made Alastor feel sick to his stomach. He was a monster, but there were acts too monstrous for him to commit. He hunted monsters like that.