Timon looked anything but convinced by Vyers' response, especially when he dismissed his question. They had just regrouped and he was already keeping secrets from him. The meerkat narrowed his eyes, curious what it had been the demon had felt necessary to put before him, as he had said earlier, and keep secret. Ah, well, none the matter. He would get it out of the Dark Adonis later. The guy wasn’t that difficult to crack, especially when Timon knew how to butter him up. Plus he could always result to tickling. He’d never tried it, but Vyers struck him as the ticklish type.

“The Resistance?” he repeated in surprise to the demons question. “Pfft, they’re just my lackeys. It was obviously all me… Well, okay, maybe they did help, but just a little. Geez, don’t you ever check the message board? I finally get to throwing somethin’ up and nobody even bothers to read it. Vyers, you need to be more observant, especially if you want this position back. I mean, you do want it back, don’t you?” Considering the demons likely response for a moment, the meerkat shook his head. “Never mind, don’t answer that.”

“I signed you up for some self-defense lessons. If you’re gunna be protecting me, even in times like these, I want someone who actually knows what they’re doing. You could use some work, plus I need to show Zack that I’m not just some ankle biter. Tch, nerve of that guy… And no, there’s no way of you getting out of this.”