"Truly?" He seems moved by Adia's words with the way he leaves his mouth slightly agape. Abysa sits up and clasps his hands together, and then smiles.

"To meet a human who is already genuinely good and kind is rare, but I believe I have had the fortune to meet one in you, Miss Adia! And not a moment too soon, I should think. Ever since the Harvest Festival, I have felt my confidence waning. Ah, and waking Dear Micolash will still be ever so difficult, yet I find my fate and his a great deal less uncertain now." Having a clear, mortal-advised plan seems to be bringing cheer back into the demon's voice and demeanor, as he rubs his hands and eases back to his usual constant smile.

"For all my sorrows and toil, I would truly regret not giving my care of Micolash my all, and so I must, and having support in this endeavor will only increase the chances of success. If there is anything you should want for in compensation for your advice, please, be not afraid to ask."