As the Tailor went on, the grin began to fall from the Devil's face. This... was not fun. He expected the defensiveness, the panic of thinking he was gonna spill their stupid little secret, even anger he had expected. What he wasn't expecting was for the pathetic look in the Tailor's eyes to remind him of the countless scared urchins he'd seen in the past.

Now he was annoyed.

He suppressed the feeling in the pit of his gut, sat up straight, and looked Tailor in the eye as he said, "Okay you little shit, what the fuck is your deal? If you're that panicky over the secret, calm the fuck down cause I don't care at all about it. The only reason I'm even over here is because you make it so easy to tease and bother you, but you aren't even making it at all fun because you're being such a little baby right now. And yeah, I don't know why this one hunt matters so much, but you acting like-"

At that moment Devil was interrupted by a hand on his shoulder. Maven had finally noticed and went straight over to stop the conversation, "What did we talk about?"

Devil rolled his eyes, "You said don't say anything to anyone, which I'm not."

"Can you please just leave the Tailor alone?" Maven asked.

Devil rolled his eyes, getting up, "Fine, if they're gonna be a massive baby about it."