[ There's something oddly comforting hearing threaten to eat people, bringing a short grin to his face. ]

Who knows. I'll let you know if I find anyone important.

[ He brushes a thumb across the surface of his coin, feeling the etching of the Demon Lord against the leather of his gloves. ]

By the way, do you want to know how it turned out? Our final battle.

[ If she asks he'll answer, if she doesn't... Well that's her choice. ]