It's unfortunate AM has no lieutenant of his own - someone who would protect his back at all costs. Two against one is what this stands to be now: a completely unfavorable battle for AM, one that he could easily lose. He's not dealing with stupid humans either - these are otherworldly beings, capable of great feats. The thought terrifies him more.

He still attempts to maintain his calmness as he looks to Mairon, thinking over this little deal. Teach him more about encryptions? AM could do that. He won't teach all of his knowledge, but he could give more. In exchange.

"All right, fair enough," he says. "I suppose what I want..." His voice is a bit softer, lower, more intimate. "...Is your cooperation. Your alliance. Both of you." He glances back at Melkor briefly. "Information exchange... Freedom from any... foul play." He gives a quick smirk at that. "But of course, that should be a given, since we're friends."