[ Mammon really wishes he had something to throw at Satan right now. Anything. Anything at all. Instead he balls his hand into a fist and swings it backward to hit the wall behind him in frustration.]

And what do you want to hear from me, huh?! That I'm pissed off to know they vanished without a damn trace? That there's nothin' I can do to stop it an now Im just sittin'; with this knowledge knowin' it's gonna happen!? Ya wanna hear be cry out for them???