[ Mammon deflates a little. Satan's calmer tone slicing right through him sharper than any knife. There was something more to this. It wasn't just a regular annoyance caused by mammon's whining. Something he said must have hit Satan differently than Mammon had intended.

Uuugh.... he hated this. he HATED THIS. He'd rather Satan be yelling at him than giving him this calm anger. It just made him feel even more guilty. ]

Yeah yeah... On my own, I got it.

[ What was he supposed to do to fix this? Well, there was nothing he could do right now. Satan was calm on the outside but he was sure he needed some space. He frowns a little, shifting back a little further.]

Havin' a pathetic dreamless brother must be annoyin' to always cater to anyway.