Remy held on as long as he dared, stern look slowly weakening under Sinister's glare, wilting and withdrawing his hand. He maintained his frown, fixing him with a hard look. "I don' want dis," he said firmly, "Dat is a baby, it ain't a guinea pig," he said, pointing towards the infant, "Jus cause I owe you a debt don' mean I'm okay with da creepy shit you do."