Knowing that he had collected a decent arrangement of bits and bobs, there's a sense of relief for Miles. It still didn't feel like it was enough, but, as long as Vassago was happy with it, that was all that mattered. "Ah, good-- m'glad."
Still curiously watching the little demon creature, he would lean down slightly, trying to figure out what had caught its attention under the couch, assuming it was some lint or a penny. Let out a little noise as the button came into view, half mumbling to himself, "Oh shit, I didn't even know that was there. Thanks lil guy."
"Yeah but ya didn't haffta get involved in the first place, yanno? I jus'... I really appreciate whatcha did."
"Perhaps not." Vassago agreed about their involvement with anything. At any time. Past or present.
He did wholesale walk away from Heaven once-upon-a-time.
"But a pleasure all the same. You sound well?" This did seem to have a sidenote of social call. Once the demon had made off, he pushed to stand back up. Dusting off slacks on habit and smoothing out fabric of their clothing. "Any interesting news to share?"















