Belial shrugs at the question about the origin of the game. "I suspect the drunkenness."

"I'm not surprised." Belial can't see but Nychta is watching the knight beside him light up, and he can easily pick up on the wave of emotion that rolls off Beelzebub when he notices Galahad staring across the room. Even with the emotions he can feel and the glow to the human perceived by the hawk the commentary surprises him.

"A house?" Belial's brows go up momentarily in surprise. Out of all the angels he could imagine settling down in a house with a human, Beelzebub might be among the last, nearly so. It makes him curious about the human and what lead to such sway of the angel of war.