"I ain't interested in you dyin'. That gets me nothin'." Obviously. Bobby was as calculating as Aleister when it came down to it, only he tried to calculate for good. Or for the closest he could get to it, anyway. "You're worth more existin' than you'd ever be worth gone."

That was some heartfelt sentiment right there. "Besides, darlin', I'd miss our chats."

He was still trying to own the flirting. He was fairly sure it wasn't working, but whatever. "That's my offer as it stands. What else would you want?"