( Successfully got free ramen from a broke man, check.

But ah, he's snapped out of his drooling state when Akira speaks to him. At first, Shealtiel simply blinks over at him, open to listening. But at the topic, he tenses a little, arms folding over the top of the bar counter. )

It doesn't match any of the descriptors of Inferno that I've heard, but I don't know if that's poor information or the reason for the different name.

( A frown tugs at the corner of his lips, his eyebrows furrowing down. )

I don't know how I feel. ( Short, a little cold, unhelpful. He clearly feels uncomfortable expanding on his own thoughts and feelings around strangers, or around demons. )

But it doesn't matter, since I'm here anyway. Just like you.