"Your daddy ain't here," Boyd says simply, cheshire grin full and wide as he crosses his arms. It's defensive, but made to look far more languid than he has any right to be, nonchalant. Boyd is correct, though his truth is only partial--he'd sent Devil to hide him for a while, purposefully leaving him ignorant to his exact whereabouts.

"May I be so bold to ask what he's gotten himself into this time? Last I checked, you weren't exactly jumping at the chance to have a meaningful fatherly reunion."