[Morph hands it over before trying to climb back up to their feet - trying being the primary word here, as their legs are shaky and it takes a lot longer than it should. But hey, at least now they won't get a crick in their neck looking up at the guy.]

If you're going to bust out of here, I'm on board. I have a school I need to get back to myself.

[It wasn't what they expected to hear from a demon - if that word was really appropriate - but any reason to leave is a good reason. Morph had been eager to find a way out when they first arrived, too, but the reality of their situation had set in pretty quickly. What Morph had left behind wasn't just a team, but a badly injured friend, and being forced to leave his side still sucked. They had no idea what condition Logan was in now, if he'd gotten better, or... if he was like he'd been on the jet, unconscious and barely responsive.]

It's... important. But as long as they don't catch on, I can still take them out whenever I want.