[ The usual exhaustion that might've come over him isn't the same here either. He feels it but it isn't so profound. Sort of a minor annoyance rather than something that might've brought him to his knees before. Little like swatting a fly. ]

Oh it's fine. I don't mind doing the hard work so long as I have a good audience to do the work for.

[ Smarmy and biting. He shakes his head and laughs a moment. That'd be terrible. He shouldn't laugh. ]

Don't worry your head over it. I sent it back to Hell where it came from. It won't be coming back out of there any time soon.

Don't think you'll get your deposit back here though. Sorry.