[LOOK HE DOESN'T TRUST CHILDE. Case in point:]

You think I would store a body in your room? First of all, I wouldn't risk you ratting me out. Second, there's perfectly good lava right there. Also, I hate trials more than I want to kill any of the idiots here.

[HELP. But more importantly, he gets up REAL CLOSE AND JABS A FINGER INTO CHILDE'S CHEST.]

If word gets out that anyone knows, I will know it was you and I'll kill you. Got it?

[WHAT HAPPENED TO NOT KILLING ANYONE.]