Good lass, Miss Serket, and good of you as well, Mac. Dignifies the former with an arguably more neutral look and a slow nod over at the latter.

Bit of a leer snaps back in as he regards Xander again, and then Bakura, smooth slide back and forth. "They're not robots," he says, with the edge back in - 'programmed', indeed. "And they'll know No One's dead through magic, for all I care."