It was insane, yes, but it was also true. If Abel hadn't lived through it himself, he wouldn't have believed it either. So he understood Charon's confusion on the subject and really wasn't going to push him into believing it and instead give him time to think on it himself so that he could make his own decision on the subject.

He kept an eye on the knife and was amused at the poke, his grin going wider. Even his brother's scolding couldn't stop him from being happy right now. Charon was here and wanted to actually deal with him. This wasn't something that he had expected, but he certainly didn't have any problems with it. Sure, he didn't deserve it, but for now he'll take it. "If you don't want me to leave, then I won't. It might be a good idea to locate somewhere else though. We don't want anybody to stumble on us and that runner you just killed."