"Oh, you know. I'm a generous soul." Remy musters his second-best grin. All right. So it is is ugly already, and about to get worse. And so this one won't be turned away from his purpose very easily. What's that to him? He should keep moving, show this place his back. Let the fool get killed. That's the smart way to go about it.

Instead, he sighs, smile drooping at the corners after a moment.

"So. You have a plan?"