"We could always tell them we're thanking him," Tezcatlipoca deadpanned. "After all, what harm could we possibly mean?" If there had been any more sarcasm, it would have been a tangible thing.
He swallowed the sigh, because he knew the Hummingbird was right. It was better to go in with all three of them, even if he did want to pluck out the godling's wings one feather at a time.