Zaen smirked at Koran's threats. "You can't die in Hell, I'll be reborn and I'll be right back, here for your pleasure." he said with a chuckle at the end. He kept his knife sheathedand his hands in his pockets, not giving a single solitary fuck. "Also, you can't break what's already broken." he said, much more serious than before. It was true, he knew he was broken, and he knew she couldn't break him any more than he already was. "And I don't follow orders very well."