Maou rolled his eyes. He knew Urushihara knew that Maou realized Celestial Force was involved, so he didn't push it. Instead, he fixed his friend with an intent stare. "Yes. For real."

He wanted Urushihara to know he wasn't kidding. That he planned this from the beginning. That he's appreciated, despite the shit Maou and everyone else gives him. Despite his words in the forest. He had to know. So Maou did his best to communicate paragraphs of the same with the red glint of his eyes.

A beat later, he shed the serious tone for a smile. Maou moved to familiarly nudge Urushihara, then thought better of it and let his arm fall. He thumbed at the restaurant's entrance. "C'mon, man, let's eat. We can't stand out front all night, it's weird."