Oh, he was already taking a liking to this one. They had only just met, his true magic barely in the workings and yet he found himself terribly entertained with this 'client'. He felt as if he were working on different terms with the girl, and not just due to his interest in her. Though she was a curious type, indeed. Hearing his playful remark returned was more than enough to make him give out a deep chuckle.

"Companion?" he repeated, amused by her choice of words. "Yeah, sure, whatever you say, babes. I'll help you out. That's what I'm here for, right? I can liven up any party. I'm a real hit at funerals. You should see my ventriloquist act."

Clearing his throat, he spat into his palm, using the mucus he had gathered to slick his hair back. In doing so, he snapped his fingers, summoning a chair behind him made entirely of skulls to rest in. "So," he began, taking a seat and crossing a leg over the other. "Who do I gotta kill?"