Eames actually laughs at that, shaking his head at the 'offer' as though it's a joke that's particularly tickled him. "I'll just hand over the lease to my flat while I'm at it, shall I?" As if he doesn't know what 'help' means. Fae territories exist for a reason, not least because humans can't be trusted worth a lick.

"You can help by either keeping your vampires in line or expelling them." Ideally the latter, but beggars can't be choosers. "Or should I just accept you don't give a shit because the people affected most right now are personae non gratae to your Council?"