Five takes the vial and pockets it with the others, adjusting slightly with the blades he grabbed. One more look around the room, and he seems settled. That few seconds is enough to remind himself how tired he is, but they're almost done here. All he needs to do is get them outside.

He takes Wrath's arm and pulls at his powers and they disappear in another ripple of light. Ironically, when they land outside he nearly stumbles and holds onto the demon just a little while longer than necessary, for balance. The added weight is just enough to throw him. But aside from a few deep breaths, he recovers easily. It's a shame those desserts were poisoned, he could have really used the easy calories right about now.

"We should make it back in plenty of time," he huffs out, covering for any slip. He turns to look at Wrath, and the house behind them, curious now that they can speak freely. "Is that a code for you or something? You only kill the ones you think deserve it?"