Caim couldn't help it but start to grin, but what really couldn't be helped was the slight chuckle that slipped out next at Shinkana's reaction. Caim had been worried. But, once intent had been revealed, Satan began to appear to Caim like that same ol' friend he knew from way back when, not just the high emperor that sat on a throne too good for anyone to approach. They had forged Hell together hand-in-hand after all. He was one of the originals after all. There were only so many of those to go around among vast billions of other demons. Caim couldn't help but cast his eyes upon Satan in fonder memory. He knew his mind was open to the dark one dressed in white before them too. He hoped his familiarity wouldn't be frowned upon. But, he just grinned at Satan then, not as the head of the round table of goetic meetings, but as Lucifer, an old companion, and they spoke plentiful thank yous.