Fletcher watched the blood-draped angel's tirade patiently. He did his best to keep his face contorted in some manic expression but his ruthless mind was churning furiously. Alchemy was not something he had chosen. It had been thrust upon him with the alternative being death. It was actually a very similar situation to this one. And Fletcher didn't like it. He did, however, dislike dying far worse. It was actually a situation much like this one that had brought alchemy into his life. He wasn't quite sane enough to realize that this particular set of events might bring about something life-changing, as becoming part of an asylum had, but he was rational enough to know he wasn't about to choose a bullet to the head. Isaiah looked at his partner with an inquisitive look. He often lamented their inability to communicate telepathically but any time Fletcher's [i]true[/i], true nature came out, as it had just minutes ago over an ice cream, Isaiah could see the benefits of not being mentally linked with the madman that was his partner. Isaiah did not get upset over the degrading nature of Angel's proposition, in truth he did not get angry over much these days, but he did fully comprehend the compromising situation it put him and his partner in. He also did not see a way out. "So if we agree to work with you, kiss 'yer boots and all that, you'll get the AMRO off our backs. And I suppose that will make us indebted to your little playmate here - the Chrono?" Fletcher sing-songy voice was cut short by thinly veiled disgust at the idea of being indebted to anyone. Isaiah stood, watching, as usual waiting for a response. Something to analyze to give him an edge. But before Angel or anyone else in the room could respond, Fletcher spoke again. "Well then what are we waiting for? Let's go get some ice cream and be on our way!" Fletcher, done with the conversation, began to stroll out of the room. As he left, a final comment came drifting back towards the other Asylums, "Ya know, I've heard that if you take alchemist blood and mix it with corn starch it makes a great syrup. I wonder where we can get some..."