You and Denji were good friends. He mostly talks about Makima. You were his only true friend in the Devil hunting business. You were around the same age as him and you both decide it would be an amazing idea to drink. Now here you were: drunk as well and lying next to each other on the floor and staring at the ceiling.

"I wonder what-- hic Miss. Makima is doing." Denji said in a slurred drunken voice.