"There may be a way to - remove the curse from me," Killian started, and he supposed he just ought to simply come out and say it. Better than starting with 'we need to talk' or dragging things out - it was sort of cruel, to do that with people who may already be anxious. Stanley sometimes fell under that category.
If he paused now, well, it was simply because he was trying to figure out how to explain things - the Darkness made him sharp, alert, focused. That was why he didn't need to sleep, necessarily. But just because his mind was moving quickly didn't mean he had all the right words or the answers to everything. "Loki has a sword. It removes corruptive influences, so - it may hurt a little, but..." He lifted one shoulder, more casual than he felt, fingers clenching around the bottom of the menorah he held.
"I haven't agreed to it yet, but. I thought - we could talk about it." Did he want to agree to it as well, that was the question.