[The look of rather satisfied indulgence would tell perceptive Chilton all he needed to know: Abduxel very well knew what he was doing, and, more than that, it was a test. It was a demonic quality of his, really, that knack for getting people to agree to corner themselves, and then taking advantage.

But he won't push too far right now. Like Chilton, he's wrapped himself in some social necessities. Get too invasive and Chilton will retract back into his shell in self-defence. Once bitten, twice shy.]

Well, Frederick, then it's no wonder we get along so well.

[But have your reward for good behaviour: Abduxel elaborates on his answer.]

Dorian didn't really challenge me, but he and I understood each other. Indulged each other. I suppose he does that with Tobias, now. But it's not often I feel understood.

[Maybe it would help if he didn't constantly lie and talk in circles. But he isn't self-aware enough to say that.]