“  _{what kind of information?} ”  _{zatanna was no fool; if she smelled anything like deception coming from him, she’ll zap him out of her place and make sure he never finds it again. there’s only so few wicked ones she trusts and not even they get to fly by her with a passive smile. gesturing to let him wander about her kitchen with her, she’s open to what he has to ask. unfortunately, it’s not out of her ordinary day.}

      _{“information on how to… permanently take care of someone.” he was going to say more, but knew that he had to keep his words short, and to the point. that way, maybe he could actually get what he wanted… not to mention not having to explain himself completely. “that’s it.”}