I need something to do. [ Belial sighs, promptly following and allowing the door to shut softly behind them. It hardly has anything to do with impressions as much as it is something that the fallen angel has, admittedly, adjusted to thanks to his years of following Lucilius. Mannerisms that he hasn't completely forgotten if only for the sake of the day he finally reunites with his rightful master.

But for the time being he'll continue to practice. ]

Me? Hm. [ His lips tug into a grin, however, as he's impressed that Ryo would bother to want to know anything about a man he's hardly shown any respect for. ] You could call me a fashion designer. Specifically elegant fashion for women and men alike: blouses, dresses, suits... I could tailor you something nice if you're interested.