[Some lost abilities- You know what, Husk doesn't really care about that all that much. He never really used any demonic abilities from the very start of his stay in hell. He even tries to refrain from cat nightvision and even purring.]

[Husk can't help but let loose a minor fit of grumpy grumbling while pinching the bridge of his nose.]

...Fuck it. Fine, boss. Now since we're here and not in hell at the moment, what the fuck am I supposed to do now? I can't exactly be the fuckin' bartender of Hazbin while I'm here.