...Aren't you worried they'll hurt 'emselves with proper gear in a prison? Or others? [Then again, the prison in Hell is. Well. It takes forever for anyone to actually leave, even with permission. Nigh literally. Plus, they're not leaving unless as mercenaries, and with strict conditions; the idea of providing a future for the already mindbroken and mindbreakers is too risky to entertain.

But-- anyway. Never mind his innocent question asked in earnest; Satan's eyes glow happily when Wriothesley approves of his sigil, and he puffs up a little, even more when he's squeezed where he's proudest of and complimented. Sorry to the cafe workers, but also it's Dup so this is probably better than fucking on the table at least?]

If you summon a devil with enough intent, then there's no way I couldn't come. I'm the first on every battlefield, and the first to come when called, kehehehe. You don't need to afford me; I just thought the barcode looked fuckin' awesome. Put 666 on it, and it's automatically badass. So keep all that fortune back home for yourself, 'n just put your whole heart into calling me. I know I'll hear it.

And if your man doesn't approve of a sigil, why not just get some stars in general? That'd be cool. Like a galaxy on your wrist.