Roman dropped his disguise again because he felt less intimidated in Ed's shadow with his claws out and leaned back on his tail like a kangaroo.

He tilted his head at the worthless bits of this and that which tumbled from Ed's pockets. The little demon made a humming sound to himself.

"I haven't decided...it's kind of t-tricky." He didn't know this guy and even if he did have nice hooves, Roman wasn't about to dish out his own magic reserves to help him. It was gonna have to be equal or lopsided in his favor. Roman rolled his wrist and a clip board that looked normal in every way spun into existence. He flipped through the pages to get ideas. "Do you have any talents you'd be willing to give up? Any memories or organs?"