"Most people in Zhongguo are very reserved about touch," Huaisang explains, smile lingering even after his laughter has calmed. "I'm usually the exception, I like touching people I care about. I think I'd ... like that. If you're sure."

He takes a tentative step closer to Satan, choosing to trust him, though he does also glance over at Mammon, amused and interested in this apparent appreciation of his ass.