Melek waits without much actual patience while Devin considers his answer, tapping first his fingers then his feet against the moderately uneven cobbles. When it does come the answer is not at all what he's expecting. He makes a disgusted noise, bending forward a little with the force of it. "Not pointless if you have a fight out of it," he says. "Do people come back here, then? I know we're hard to kill, but pointless is a bit much."

Murder is its own reward, in Melek's opinion.