"Honestly? He looked about the same," Leon admits, looking sheepish. "People with weirder stuff going on than having four arms are all over the place here, though. I didn't want to judge."

He shrugs, apologetically, before shaking his head.

"Anyway. You're right about that. You might've been around for Dahlia Leeds's birthday party? The one that, uh, went really poorly? One of the demon princes - Mendel, the Prince of Fools - was mostly responsible for that whole mess, but was killed shortly before the place caught fire. I was... kind of out of sorts at the time, so I'm not as much use in remembering how they took him down as I'd like to be, but it is possible to kill them, at least."

Or more specifically, possible for this motley crew specifically to kill them. That's kind of critical. Even if Leon doesn't have all the details, that has to count for something.

"Seems like both the remaining princes decided to start making moves after that. You saw the casino Aster put together, and now his big brother Efrain's decided to make another appearance. Seems like a risky move to me, but maybe something's forcing their hands. Maybe the current king's getting impatient with them? Or maybe they're getting impatient with him."