[ Had Sebastian's tone been anything but pleased, Set might have been insulted by it. He prides himself more on his intelligence and trickery than anything else, despite his loud claims of being the mightiest and strongest of the Ennead; battles are won by brains, after all. And it's fun to continue to duel, even after a winner has been decided between them. ]

You seem diminished on these isles, compared to others. Are you sure you want to wait? You might enjoy a little pick-me-up, if you like the taste. If you don't and get sick, well. Poor thing.

[ He doesn't move, holding his shirt open with an arched brow. Why! Must he lower a hand to pat his knee, as if summoning the demon to take his taste? If anything, the god is fearless. No, he is hungry in his own way. For knowledge, for experience. ]

I'd rather pay my debt to you now, as it frees us for another game later.