"In case of what exactly?" Not that he was entirely above blackening a person's name, but these days, only if he felt they really deserved it. No one yet had really been that terrible to him in hell, surprisingly enough, except perhaps for the demons, who seemed to delight in tormenting him.

He turned a fairly bemused look on Steve as the tiny toxic blob followed determinedly after them, and he glanced back at the Coal Tar a bit warily too. "I suppose it is somewhat adorable, but... can't you just ask Lucifer for a pet?"

It seemed to work for other people. Draco'd gotten one whether he liked it or not, actually.