"So, she doesn't trust you with everything, apparently." That was a relief. Magica had never praised anyone like this before, much less a mere slave.

"I do my best work in the shadows. Unknown, unseen. As for her... when I'm absent, her loss is so great she dislikes anyone even mentioning my name, lest it remind her of her heartache." A quiet chuckle. "She's so cute, that way. I do adore her so."

He began to smile again - but it was a thin, deadly one. "Of course, I am wary to anything, or anyone who would dare hurt her. Naturally, it makes me wonder... you, who were dressed so prettily and look so healthy... why have you earned her favor?"