Meanwhile…
Samael watched Lilou, not planning to get his eyes off of her. Although Cunningham was a neutral place to stay for now, something had been bothering him ever since last night.
"Uncle." Suddenly, Claude called him out. Yet Samael didn't respond as he stared at Lilou's back.
"Uncle."
"Don't call me Uncle." Sam muttered indifferently. "I don't know what's your intentions, but it doesn't matter. I'm merely sitting here with you because Lilove is fond of you."
"I'm also fond of Auntie Lilove. That's why I'm sitting here with you…" Claude shrugged as he played with the food with his fork.
"… Uncle Hell, you're putting her in danger."
This time, Claude caught Samael's attention. Slowly, Samael shifted his gaze from Lilou to Claude from across him.
"Oh?" He arched his brow as the side of his lips curled into a sneer. "Now, that's interesting."
Samael leaned in, tilting his head to the side as he gazed at Claude.
