He smiled, "it's not assumptions when you're right Famine. You have a very good poker face, but you have to work on your tells. If you didn't care, you wouldn't have taken that big of a drink. Nor if a part of you wasn't interested." He titled his head, "no, I don't have a soul. You're...different. Not human. Not demon. Not angel. I don't want a bargain Famine. I want to get even with the Greeks, because she was involved in locking up my son, and you can have a Saint."