"You don't need to lie when you can just kill everyone instead," Kai responds dryly, but it's a toothless threat and they both know it. Ramad is living proof of it. But it's certainly the sort of thing people would expect a demon to say; perhaps it's the sort of thing Ramad would have believed about him before meeting him. At this distance, though, Ramad can probably see that the sentiment behind it is just of someone who's tired.

Kai watches him both as he approaches and as he sits, trying to read anything off of him to give him a reason to refuse. He doesn't see it, and he's not sure which would be worse, for Ramad to be lying to him again or for him to not.

Ziede speaks up through the connection, enough to say it's his choice. Kai wishes it wasn't.

He sighs, reaching up to scrub at his face. His stupid, weak heart. "Fine," he manages, hoping he sounds stern, "But the second you turn on us..."