Xas has been flustered more times than an angel probably should be, but it's still a relatively rare state for him. He crosses an arm over his chest to fiddle with one of the toggles on his suit and tries to pick his words carefully. "The demons I know would cause trouble," he says. That's less blunt than [i]find someone to torture[/i]. He catches sight of the rosary, belatedly - and he isn't much for Catholicism, himself, but it does make his eyebrows go up.