Landel's response to this game of theirs was an amused chuckle. "As a shepherd, I prefer to call it... Tough love." Truly, these patients would learn that the things he did to them, he did out of love for a greater purpose to which they would all inevitably serve. And on that day he would be a proud father.

"Ah, yes. How perfect of you to bring them up..." For it was a topic that the Head Doctor would need to breech sooner or later. "From one business man to another, I am certainly the last man who would want offend any ethical sensibilities, yours or your friends on the 'Other Side'. However--" Sitting back in his leather chair, the fine-quality furniture creaked under his weight as he leaned back and folded his hands over his stomach. "--I am simply too intrigued by your work in your, shall we say, specialized field not to broker, so let's cut to the chase, am I right?" His grin and laugh certainly said he was.

"It can hardly be called a business deal any longer now that you can't even use the gifts the 'Other Side' has given you. Seems rather stacked in their favor--But I digress, excuse me. What would you say to placing that business deal back on equal footing, and all it would take is a few well-placed scare tactics and a few negligible deaths--Something you seem to excel at."