Vega let out a high-pitched laugh. "Hahahaha! You are so amusing, mi novia. You think that killing someone makes you worthy of burning in Hell? What was your profession again? An agent or something? Tell me, how many did you kill? And whilst I am at it, how much did your big friend kill in his time? As I remember from his little musical when we had our little get-together, he is a villain as well. And if I were you, I'd keep your pretty little mouth shut whilst you are still capable of doing so. Your new friend lost her soul and it doesn't take a genius to figure out that we are not going to toss that away. So be careful, if you want her to stay alive." A sickening smile graced his lips as he knew that they could not take the risk. This was where he relished, juggling lives in his hands and watching his prey squirm as they tried to find a way out.
Dingodile took a step forward. "I am willing to propose a trade. You give Susie her soul back and I will go with you, how does that sound? No struggle, no big fight and you still get a prisoner." He revised the lines many times during their little search, but they still tasted bitter and made him think of poison. "And Teal, he's right. I killed before and I would have killed here too if Vian's appearance didn't intrigue me. So I guess I am no better than him." He turned around and flashed a sad smile.
Vega was pleasantly surprised. "You are giving up your life for a girl you just met? You are a bigger softie than I thought, and committing to your crimes? I am not sure if I can even call you a villain anymore, this sweet spiel is going to make me puke."