Kory slowly snaps the ropes, slowly standing after a moment, trembling a bit, slightly woozy before he reads over the note.<span style="text-decoration: underline">A heart for compassion...</span><span style="font-weight: bold">A skull for death... Nice..!</span><span style="font-style: italic">A snowflake for... what... ignoring it? Te cold shoulder?</span>he thinks, before slowly moving forward, shivering a bit as he begins to look between them, starting off with the one he knows the best, looking at the demon by the heart, slowly beginning to pet and stroke over it with a quiet, gentle purrr.