Three months, a week, and four days later. Ma'ai was more than happy to be back among his kin, even though the price meant heavy demon presence everywhere. Finding the secluded rendezvous point was easy enough despite the efforts made to hide it (he was, after all, not human) and after being accosted by guards upon entry, was escorted to those he would be reporting to. The angel's reports were not severe enough to require immediate action but his news needed tending to nonetheless.

"Sir." Ma'ai bowed his head in respect to the demon introduced to him as General al'Talvor Highwind. He may still harbor instinctual abhorrence towards the demon race but Ma'ai wasn't stupid enough to allow any signs of his distress to display. "Ma'ai Thos Narkissos at your service." He raised his head. "May we speak in private?" In truth Ma'ai couldn't care less about who heard their conversation, but he asked anyways for the sake of formalities.