Zetta muttered something that was absolutely not a thank you.
Then he shot a glare at his comrades. "Wait, seriously? Good-cop bad-cop is the oldest trick in the book and here you guys are buying it like it's Two-for-One Tuesday at H.&R. Pringer's Succubus Rentals. What the hell, guys."
His gaze turned towards this Moses guy, not that it was easy to tell considering he had no pupils. "I'm a demon. I don't care about tough guys and I don't buy nice guys. You want to start convincing me I should help you, I expect a freaking mountain of reasons and some pretty shameless bribing before I help you start making sure all the Sneeches on the beaches now have stars upon thars."
He hadn't Invited a host of minions to rampage and demolish. This was as close to a peaceful overture as Zetta was really able to get, after what he'd just been through.
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Then he shot a glare at his comrades. "Wait, seriously? Good-cop bad-cop is the oldest trick in the book and here you guys are buying it like it's Two-for-One Tuesday at H.&R. Pringer's Succubus Rentals. What the hell, guys."
His gaze turned towards this Moses guy, not that it was easy to tell considering he had no pupils. "I'm a demon. I don't care about tough guys and I don't buy nice guys. You want to start convincing me I should help you, I expect a freaking mountain of reasons and some pretty shameless bribing before I help you start making sure all the Sneeches on the beaches now have stars upon thars."
He hadn't Invited a host of minions to rampage and demolish. This was as close to a peaceful overture as Zetta was really able to get, after what he'd just been through.