He sputters at the nose-boop, and laughs out loud. "That makes me sound like an absolute pervert, darling, but I'll take it anyway."

His smile softens. "I suppose uncle works, though. Beelzebub has certainly adopted you in some capacity."

He hums and nods. "Not only can I, I rather think I must talk to him, without too much delay. I'm just still trying to decide how to deal with what's happening. It needs to be my decision, for a number of reasons."