[ Evan's sass isn't appreciated. More reasons to only feed off the fears of children. They weren't given to snappy remarks.

At first Pitch's expression smoothed back out into dangerous calm, gold eyes glowing oddly. But it was soon gone again as Pitch grinned.

Evan's fear was both sustenance and like holding up a glass to them. The clarity just confirmed what Pitch had suspected already. ]

But we're not talking about me here, we're talking about you. What are you afraid of, hm? I know that you are. Are you afraid you've been cursed?