He grinned, and kissed her breasts, once, at the top where they started, resting his head between them, something no 'true' demon lord would do with a subordinate, a moment of weakness. "One heals when relaxed. Train, relax, and repeat makes for better results than pure training. Even the constructs, emotionless, painless beings of metal, have come to that conclusion. So sad, that one as immortal and skilled as you can't see that. Our daughter made you stronger, not weaker like you think, regardless of what path she chose. One day, I think, you too will realize that while being your kind is good, being yourself is better."