Foster wouldn't be the first master that cared little for its creations. It's not as if the Noah cared about the Akuma they created. They were simply pawns to be used when and if they wanted. Akuma were beings that constantly changed until they weren't even themselves anymore. Torn and ripped to shreds of their former selves, it mattered not.

He makes a noise in his throat as he gestures to the side, "If you mean to speed this along, simply leave it aside and I will take care of it later." To which he means his babies. He's not being helpful as much as he's ensuring his own personal means of gaining more numbers of them. Wismuth had been a place he had lost a lot of his own pawns.

He's not expecting Foster to trust him, but then again, he barely knew Foster at all.