Hmm... [ Is his initial stoic rection, though his gaze faintly stinks of the sentiment 'Bitch, No.' He can't read The Cosmic Wheel right now, but he'll eat his own damn tail if ZERO fire energy has touched this girl. More likely, she's just not aware how it helped her... or so he can only guess. ]

It's a pleasure to meet you, Princess of Hell, Charlie Morningstar. I've also briefly met your father, a few floors up? [ Now he... kind of seems like a cat with a strong fixation on a canary; good thing Lucifer's got his own claws, just in case. ]

I like him. He's... very interesting. And it's not often I meet someone almost as old as I am.

[ He extends one hand for formal shaking, his sleeve shifting down to show a glimpse of golden scars ringing his wrists. ]

My name is Ábramar, and I am a Behemoth.