He's quiet throughout and more than a beat afterwards as that sinks in. It makes sense...and echoes what he'd been thinking and feeling about the deal with Bane when he decided to make one.

'Are you sure about this?

I can trust him to keep his word, so long as we make sure there's no holes to snake through in the words he gives, this can be tenable.'

Someone lawful, even to their own code, was someone predictable and maneuverable. Manipulate the god of manipulations: such a simple task of course. Gods literally only knew if they'd managed it. But...he still felt it had been worth it. As Grayson said, their feelings were well lower than secondary in comparison to what could be achieved.

He breathes a small sigh that borders on relief. "That makes perfect sense. I hope it goes as well as it can for you."

They're approaching the final turn to take them back onto Marzipan Terrace and it's perhaps a little odd to find he's sort of sorry for it.