[h2]Zeke Malina[/h2]

The redhead watched the negotiation with [i]almost[/i] perfect disinterest, given away only by the knife still playing between his fingers – but in the end, his attention was entirely on Esben, smiling once again but undeniably curious. "So, do all of you simply lack self-preservation? Or do you not feel fear at all?"

Though he didn't seem eager to stick around and wait for an answer, already balancing precariously on the edge of the roof, "Well, you heard the man-demon-clown thing, we should get going."