"It's too dangerous," Kougaiji says, but his mind is already leaping ahead. He has no choice; his hands are bound. There are dozens of demons he could send instead -- nobody disposable, because none of them are disposable to him. And Yaone has failed enough times that he would be justified.
Her eyes are calm and perhaps a little sad. "Please," she says. "I can be of use."
He swallows his pride. "Good," he says, harshly. "Do so."
"Kougaiji-sama!" Her pleasure is bright, brilliantly, so he must turn away to see Lirin looking sulky, to see Dokugakuji smiling at him with a smug, almost proud air. He scowls at them both as if daring them to comment.
"Ahhh, I want to go too," Lirin complains. "Brother--!"
His patience has limits, though; he can only stand to risk so many of them at once. "You'll stay," he growls.