[ He can't help it -- the corner of his mouth twitches upward in the beginnings of a smile. ]

So what you're telling me is that you're giving me a free trial.

[ He weighs the consequences of the deal, but if he's honest with himself? The price he has to pay isn't much. Peter's never expected to live very long, anyway; the life of a Ravager isn't exactly one rife with luxury, after all, and it was often that a Ravager never returned from an assignment. Those that went missing weren't spared more than a second of silence before their belongings were divvied out.

Peter could refuse, though. That was definitely an option. But he's also pretty sure that after this stunt he's pulled with running off with the relic, they would probably make good on their threats of eating him if he returned to the group. But-- "better the devil you know, than the devil you don't" right?

So. Shortened life span and the power he's always wanted? Or go back with a useless, dead relic in hand and an extremely short lifespan?

Decisions, decisions.

His mouth is set in a grim line as he studies the floating book before him. His left hand flexes and clenches into a fist repeatedly as he thinks everything over, then his gaze flicks back up to the Siren. ]

I just read this aloud, and we have a deal? But I can back out whenever I want, right?