"If there's no time to catch fresh game or fish, or if it's still too cold outside, it may be well to pay a visit?" But it's up to Beelzebub, of course, and it sounds like the angel has other ideas for gifts for his father and mother. Galahad's sure that whatever Beelzebub decides upon, it'll end up remarkable and well-suited, as the gifts the angel's given him personally have always seemed to be.

"Aye, House Corbenic will welcome any you wish to accompany you. There's plenty of rooms large enough to house angels comfortably-- I'll send word for them to have backless furniture prepared in the rooms, too." He smiles at the angel, giving Beelzebub's forearm a gentle rub with his thumb, as he watches the gears turn in the other man's mind. "Who are you thinking of asking to come along? Abigor?" he supposes.