That's right. Life, to something like Matthias, is all about pleasure. The pleasure of a good meal. The pleasure of good company, or music, or even just the sun beating down on one's skin. Laying in the grass under moonlight. The smell of the world after rain. The world is full of pleasures, great and small, and the demon simply refuses not to experience and every one of them.

As if somehow sensing Sam's thoughts, he holds out the glass he's been drinking from. "I'm not sure I'd call this my element." It is, in that he enjoys mingling with others. One never knows when a chance encounter can lead to something more given time. Matthias wouldn't say he's the sort to make friends... but allies? Yes, those are always good. And hopefully useful.

"Are you having fun?"