"Oh, this looks delicious!" Abel devours the pie quickly, wiping his cheeks with a napkin once he's finished. "Would, uh, would it be impolite if I asked for a second slice?" He reeeeeally loves food, and this tastes WAY better than he thought Hell's food would taste.

"Nope, I, uh... I just remembered I left my oven running!" And he's gone!

Abel immediately flinches when Cain raises his hand at him, but he tries to cover it up by laughing awkwardly at Cain's attempt at playing. "Yeaaaah, I know. Hey, uh... why don't you call them, you know, mom and dad anymore?"

He happily takes the second slice, and eats it a little slower this time, really enjoying the pie instead of just inhaling it. With his mouth full, he thanks Tilla again. "Your baking is incredible! Thanks again for the snack, ma'am."

Abel sits in the middle of the room and tries not to be too squeamish. "Oh... what an adorable, uh, dog? Shark? Shark-dog?" When Val returns hours later, he's going to find Abel petting Vark, not torn to shreds like he had hoped.

Are you, uh, are you talking about me? Do I smell?

"Why would I ever lie about food?" Abel is SO excited. Does this mean he and Lute are going to be friends?

Abel smiles and waves at Val. "Oh, hi, Mr. Porn Demon, sir. He's reeeeeally nice. Does he have a name? I couldn't find a collar, just a loootta name tags... which I assume belong to sinners?"

"S-sorry." He offers Cain a sheepish apology for flinching. "You're not missing much from dad..." He brings his shoulders up to his ears and sighs before dropping them again. "I miss mom, though."

"Oh no, this was, uh, this was plenty, ma'am. I should probably get going, actually." Abel stands and offers Tilla a handshake as some sort of awkward goodbye. "It was really nice to meet you. You know, you kinda remind me of my mom."

Oh, sorry, I don't have any treats on me. Haha, empty pockets, actually.

How embarrassing.

I didn't have any treats in my pockets!

B-but I didn't have any to give the deer man.

Abel blinks as his hand is shaken vigorously by Alastor. "Uh, hi! Abel, s-son of..." Actually, on second thought, maybe /not/ the best thing to tell Sinners. "Sons...?" Is he buying this?

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Hi, ow, what're you, ow, uh, doing?

:(

Is this, ow, our new hello? I don't, ow, mind!

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