[ Nonhuman, yet Pure Vanilla's mingled souls with a Beast that is as far from human as it can get. He understands. Comprehension. Compassion.

He understands.

And he laughs a little to the conceding. ]

Oh, good, because I wasn't really going to take no for an answer. I shall be a criminal with my illegal kindness, and maybe illegal necromancy. Now I believe I have a fish to speak with so I may burgle the bones of your beloved, so I have something to work with.

[ He reaches up to cradle the side of Callans face with his hand - to hold it steady so he can headbutt him (affectionate). ]

I'd say be good while I work, but I know you won't.