he pauses, only for a moment as the smallest smile quirks the corners of his lips upwards. “to be FAIR, they wouldn’t take the deals if you didn’t offer them in the first place.” though he can’t help be curious. heaven and hell were such interesting concepts to someone who had transcended beyond them. he’s meddling and it’s obvious. “what else would you get stuck doing? is there a cleaning crew down there? would you get stuck on janitory duty?”
“ i DON’T offer any deals; they usually request one themselves. ” or, that was what he told himself at least. deals were needed, but he chose to be the one to make them. besides it giving him something to complain about, ky enjoyed seeing how they would fall right into his grasp, and it kept a very grouchy cross-roads demon off his back. “ – an’ there are many things down there. i don’t do this shit? i might never see the light of day again.”
“ain’t it kind of dull?” his head is tilted. wondering how someone can spend their life toying with the souls of others. “i know i’d get pretty damn bored if i was the equivalent of hell’s collection lawyer.” his tone is clearly teasing, but his expression reads of genuine curiosity. ( @hellfirebound )
“it’s not my fault they take the deals – i just give them the offer.” then again, ky wished he didn’t have to do anything, but it at least was better than being trapped down stairs. while hell was his home ( in some regards ) he hated the very notion of going back there. “boring nor not… i’d rather not be stuck doing something else.”
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