He rolled his eyes and let out a soft huff of amusement. Just because he wanted him dead didn't mean he wasn't going to feed him. There were much better ways to kill him after all and he wasn't going to subject the kid to starvation if he didn't have to. Belthazor then reached over and pulled Chris's hands away from his eyes and snorted quietly, a soft exhale of breath instead of any sort of sound.

"Don't rub your eyes. You don't want them to be red when we go out." He then pointed over to where he had Chris's clothes for the day waiting for him. "Get dressed and I'll take you to breakfast. They're graciously providing for us as long as we work for it."