Thankfully, Homura had lived a very long time; otherwise, the shock might have shown on his face just then at Gin's suggestion. Homura had expected to be used, no doubt, but Gin had seemed steadfastly determined to give no benefit in return.

But then, the suggestion didn't eliminate the goal, did it?

"It quite possibly would." Homura considered the idea, which certainly had it's appeal, both for the possible benefits, and for the risks. It'd be an exciting game, wouldn't it?

"But in order to agree, I'd need to know what you want, Ichimaru Gin." Homura again met the man's gaze, blue and gold eyes relaxed, revealing nothing. Oh, but Homura was excited, his mind already working over the possibilities. "Freedom, or perhaps revenge...or something more from this place?"