Allelujah nodded, a little surprised by the wariness in his expression. Then again, maybe he shouldn't have been. This place wasn't exactly conductive to trust and paranoia was such an easy trap to fall into. "Yes, just like that," he agreed. He hadn't used them until now and he doubted that he would. One pack of cigarettes was hardly enough to build an alliance on, and Badou seemed like he needed them.

His expression hardened at the implication that Tieria would sell any of them out. Kill them perhaps, for failing, for abandoning the mission, but he would never sell them out. "He wouldn't sell us out." He didn't doubt that Tieria would remain strong, even under torture. He was Tieria after all. He smiled back at Badou though and nodded. "You know and you're still alive. That is pretty special, yes."