Cerul hugs his neck a little tighter. "Alright. But, remember... you talk to us, if you have any problems. Any at all. We want to be here for you, and we can't, if you don't say anything." One by one, the women disengage, although usually leaving him with a soft, and frequently lingering, kiss. They all slowly disperse, returning to their rooms, leaving him alone with the balor, again, who seems unusually quiet, for her normally loud and self-centered self. Finally, she speaks, slowly. "I once destroyed a lieutenant that tried to betray me. At the time, I thought nothing of it. Betrayal was how one progresses in the Abyss. I struck him down with no hesitation. But... he was not a friend, because that implies I have friends. But he was... loyal. I could expect results from him. I... missed him, after his corpse rotted away from the pike I'd impaled him on. But, not until just recently." She glances up at him. "What have you done to me?"