Galahad gets a light, quiet laugh from the angel. "No one was invited. This is what happens when the devil's mood turns to social endeavors. There are some here I haven't seen before, attracted by his spirit perhaps."

He nods briefly to the knight's assessment. "Etiquette goes a long way with our kind. Respect holds value." Then he shakes his head hearing the rancorous and drunken laughter of his brother.

"You choice of... interest.." Belial doesn't want to apply a label that is inappropriate but he can sense his brother's bond to this human quite clearly. "... offers you more courtesy. No one wants to see his sociable drunkenness turn to wrath over percieved slights."