Ba'al raises a brow at that. He almost wants to question it, that Sinjir is trying to tell him what he wants to hear. His expression says he's skeptical and he makes no effort to hide it. He considers it as he stretches his healed hand. "It certainly an appealing prospect. Provided you're still conscious by then," he says, half joking. "I suppose I could revive you if that happens."

He holds out his hand with the device, it glows then the one on Sinjir's cock glows. It's not quite painful, more like a sudden rush of energy. It won't start getting uncomfortable until he's hard again. The light fades from the hand device but the one on his cock remains on. Ba'al's hand lightly traces one of the thin scars. "Who is responsible for these?" he asks with an edge to his voice. It's more like he's asking Sinjir who he needs to kill.