He smirked at Talon, before shaking his head. "Your miniboss squad had a similar request. Most of them are needing a medic. Nova especially. Maybe you and him can be prosthesis buddies. I got a deal from our end, you and yours can walk out of here, no muss or fuss from my end, right now. No items, no hostages, not having to explain to Moriarty why you ALSO left enough blood behind to let me hire a death mage to curse you and your bloodline into extinction."<br/><br/>He put his helm back on with almost studied insolence, before twisting the novel on this arm, igniting the pilot light. "Mime always did hate it when I tried to turn a heist into a barbeque, but me thinks the employer won't mind the loss of the building over the theft of the items."