( it's incredibly likely that abel would burn through makoto's (admittedly finite) patience with his... you know... everything that he is, but it wouldn't necessarily be the first time. it depends entirely on how interesting he is and what it is he might have to offer him! if makoto found him a good source of information or a good agent he might be able to rely upon either for his protection or anything else, he might be one of the very best friends abel's ever had!

though, given how he continues... that might be questionable. makoto's expression falls a degree as he thinks something along the lines of, if you're going to compliment me, at least make it a little more believable...

because this demon looks like he probably weighs a hundred pounds soaking wet, and even before having had all of his demonic abilities taken away from him, he'd needed the protection from bigger, stronger patrons in hell to keep him safe. )

Rest assured, it has worn on me as well, but we must both be strong. ( is all he says, diplomatically.

he retrieves his hand as it's relinquished, setting abel in a receptive gaze as he continues. ah. in the fiction that he's laying out, it's not like makoto would've cared what might happen to all of them, but this human has proven himself to be altogether more soft-hearted and, well... human.

which makoto has nothing but contempt for, but at least it makes more sense than how human other demons can seem sometimes. that's what really churns his stomach. )

Oh, of course. We will need someone to wait on us, won't we? ( his hand flips in a gesture that seems to indicate that much was obvious. )