He keeps his chin resting down on his arms while Huaisang outlines the terms, grinning manically but attentive. How could he not grin at a description of exactly how lavish this trip to the mortal plane might turn out to be? And he didn't even have to do any conniving or convincing for it!

Finally, Huaisang ends on that question. The demon chuckles shortly.

"Is one option any less flammable than the other?"