His eyes narrowed at the flattery, but he bristled at the thought of his company. And what that would likely mean. Even the thought was enough to put him on edge and make him nauseous. He would not like any activity Lianvis chose, he was certain--and maybe determined--of that.

"I will have no part in blood." Was there even any har here he could hide behind, who he could tell at least to keep himself protected? He had his own magic, but his own doubts about withstanding the darkness Lianvis could raise with spilled life.

"Make your sacrifices elsewhere and without me."