Amusement was starting to curl in the Reaper’s eyes as he eyes the demon as large arms come up to cross over his chest, lips rolling slightly as he thinks over the words the other spoke. ❝ So what it was TAKEN from you. ❞ He laughs, making fun of the other – a small salve for the itching want to punch him. ❝ Or are you trying to steal SOMEONE elses. ❞
“The real question is why does it matter?” Even if the soul was taken from him, to go after just one for a deal was meaning less. At least, it was in his mind, but this one was important. The soul he was after was worth more than his own ( if he even had one ), “I simply need to know where it is. Nothing more.”