[Someone has not been adjusting well to having what's apparently demon powers. He can kind of vaguely recognize these powers as demon powers, if only based on his time as an actual demo long ago now that he can only distantly remember it.
Still, he can't help but crack a smile when Aramis' hat somehow magically finds its way onto his head.
Turns from where he's been lounging, trying to focus on settling his thoughts. Even manages to crack a small smile.]