Setsuna leaves the Coal Tar he's been playing with alone, and watches, a little discomforted, as it joins the ones in the hall.

"It's definitely not the way I pictured Hell, no. At least, I wasn't expectin' a hotel. But the fire fallin' from the sky, that seems about right," Setsuna muses, sitting back on his hands to look up at Faye. Now that his amusement has left the scene, she's got his full attention.

He actually listens, more than anything because he's not used to adults that make warnings sound more out of personal experience than pure self-righteous annoyance and expectation.

"Well, I'm definitely not gonna have sex," he sounds so sure of that. "But after all this? I could use a drink." Now he's at least giving it some real thought due to Faye's warning. There is always a catch, isn't there?

"Wasn't gonna touch drugs. You only get those from reliable sources. Pretty sure angels and demons are not reliable," he says this with a proud grin. He learned that lesson long ago. It falls, fast, though, as he remembers there's no one to regulate that for him, not anymore.