Forgive, O Lord,
my little jokes on thee...
Alan just laughed.
"No worries." he told her.
"Seriously, I've been set up here for a while, and demon hunters have come and gone, whilst I fly under their radar." he assured her. "It's no problem at all to have you here." he said further.
"If anything, your presence here gives me a friend I can speak to about things that... well, I can't with others." he admitted.
"Seriously, it's amazing how few people can't relate to trying to get Cerberus drool out of your clothing." he finished, acting a smidgen indignant and shrugging in an exaggerated manner.
...and I'll forgive thy
great big one on me.