Rudolphus watched, as Bella took in the sight of his mark. Her eyes where huge, and her mind was completly absorbing the black tatoo. "It's more then good, it's ....." This was just what he wanted to hear. As her fingers danced across his skin, a sensation like needles caused a sudder to run down his spine. It was still sensative. He didn't wince, no wincing to physical pain was for Hufflepuffs.

He looked up at her, a smirk resting on his handsom features, "Good." he said, giving her another moment to look at it, before gently pulled his sleeve back down. "So what, pray tell Bella, do think of Rudolphus Lestrange now?" he asked, his face serious, "Improve my status any?" he asked, arching an eyebrow, letting his pervious smirk settle on his lips once again.