[Ah. So Beelzebub meant to approach him? Lobelia manages not to say anything, but his surprise is written all over his face before he settles back into an easy smile. Hm! Maybe Beelzebub wants to kill him? Rip him to pieces and spread his entrails all over the garden? Lobelia certainly wouldn't deny him the opportunity, but...]
...Ah, but of course. We've nothing but time here. How can I help you, Beelzebub?
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...Ah, but of course. We've nothing but time here. How can I help you, Beelzebub?