"I won't begrudge you good manners," Alastor chuckled, crouching to give Keekee a pet now that she was grooming herself, sated on her little fishy treat. Another plate to be washed, of course.

He'd looked so put out before, when Alastor told him that he didn't respect the kingly title - and then he goes and does dishes, completely devoid of obnoxious royal pride. What a funny little 'king' Hell has. Not loathsome one bit.