I associate with you, don't I, my cute little priest?

[Still, he wouldn't press the matter. He was loathe to have his worlds intersect, considering how difficult it was most days to get the priest to forget he was a demon without flaunting all the morally bankrupt and sinful activities he was engaging in right underneath his nose.

There was a temptation to follow the priest inside, to soothe those 'minor' wounds with his mouth and his hands, but he had a more important job to do. Besides, the priest was looking wary enough, so there was no need to make him even more skittish.]

Then I'll leave you to heal. I'll see you when my work is complete, Chikusa Kakimoto. Until then...

[He reached out, brushing a gloved hand almost affectionately against his cheek.]

Keep out of trouble.