[Heine has itchy trigger fingers too, and so much that even the vague timeline of 'one day' sounds good enough right now. Knives aren't as practical, or he's simply not as used to them. Amos's price, however, isn't something he's going to agree to so easily even though he'd already been considering Zenith. He makes no move to shake that hand, glancing at it dismissively.]

Sure as fuck doesn't. I would have joined one of the cults already if you could convince me that quickly.

[Done here, Heine starts flipping open the journal he'd been ready to read.]

I got shit to do, fuck off.