[At least Shell only takes like a mouthful at a time. Reign and Diva have only fed on him once, and honestly, feeding Diva isn’t something anyone should do on a regular basis. She can be sweet, but she’s still rather voracious compared to the others.

It’s embarassing how easily Chuuya leans into Mephisto’s touch, like he’s starved for this kind of affection.]

Those connections are a weakness. I shouldn’t want them. I couldn’t have them before. It was too dangerous.

[His expression is softer than most people will ever see.]

But I do. I want them. More than anything.

[Even if Chuuya knows that Mephisto doesn’t care for him in the traditional way, and that all of this is likely nothing more than entertainment for him, it means a lot to hear that he no longer has to worry about being completely alone.

It means so much that he might even be getting the dokis. Those familiars really are something.]

Will you keep me as your familiar until I die?

[He’s not crying, but boy is he more vulnerable than he would ever let himself be under normal circumstances. Those blue eyes search Mephisto’s face, almost hopeful.]

I’ve been wandering without a purpose since I got here. Will you give me a purpose?