"Oh goody." Chika's voice was very dry as he watched Vil prepare to leave. It was- assuring. Truly it was, to have this small act of kindness.

Maybe he wouldn't just drown in hedonistic actions after all.

"'Course- if you ever want me to help buff you nails, or put things away that are real high up. Well. I got a feeling you'll know how to find me."

Of course, if the blond needed his help with other things, he would. No matter how illicit it was.

Possible friends looked out for one another after all.