[Lobelia is, true to his word, minding his own business and leaving not just Beelzebub alone but everyone else in the garden save for a single man. He and Vergilius have an agreement, after all, and it's that agreement that has him going out of his way to mind Beelzebub's space whenever they happen to pass one another in this flower-clad purgatory.
It comes as something of a surprise when Beelzebub approaches him, Lobelia sat beneath the shade of a tree and whistling a tune on the edge of a leaf. Hm. Considering Beelzebub's... tendencies, Lobelia suspects he's here to pick the apples from the tree, so he simply stands up, dusts himself off, and prepares to vacate.]
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It comes as something of a surprise when Beelzebub approaches him, Lobelia sat beneath the shade of a tree and whistling a tune on the edge of a leaf. Hm. Considering Beelzebub's... tendencies, Lobelia suspects he's here to pick the apples from the tree, so he simply stands up, dusts himself off, and prepares to vacate.]
Excusez-moi.