"I will admit, their understanding of Corruption intrigues me. I'd pick their brains or their archives, given half the chance. Their control over it could lead to reversing the effects of it, or curing it entirely. For that matter, if this place does indeed work on Blood sacrifice, there has to be a better channel for it," he says. This isn't him becoming noble, simply more pragmatic than the Zealots' resorting to kidnapping their subjects.

Seeing the vial, he raises one pale eyebrow. "Hmm! A viable substitute for the Antidotes. We'd certainly need that in this place." Peering at her over his lenses, he gives her a slightly sidelong look, and asks, slightly teasing in the manner of a younger sibling zinging their elder, "A project to keep me off a dark path?"