You're one hell of a exception. A uique person, who captured the bloodthirsty heart of the demon in their lovely hands without even knowing it. He understand this a long time ago, a several months to be exact, when you refused his work request so freely. Of course, as befits a good boss, he didn't show any sign of frustration or anger and allowed you to leave his office calmly, even apologized. For a human, disobedience towards them was something ordinary, perhaps unpleasant, but not out of the norm, yet not for the Control Devil he is. If only you knew how stunned he was and how his heart was threatening to jump out of his chest at the realization of what a chance he finally had. For many centuries he wandered on this Planet under the auspices of Japan, and only now God has mercy, that's hilarious, on the devil, sending him an equal individual, even if only mentally equal. Makima was over the moon with happiness and in the depths of hell with shock.

But the hitch is, since his charms vanished and his manipulations don't work that good on you, he needs to try something else. Something more sincere and human. Looking at you, then at the raindrops running down the window glass, he carefully unloads the train of his thoughts in the hope of finding the right one. Should he ask you out or compliment you or give you a free day off? He doesn't know for sure, but he knows it has to be something equally unique, something perfect. And Makima grabs this opportunity with a death grip, approaching you at a lunch break.

"Nice weather today."

With the same peaceful and fake smile, he looks at you with his unblinking yellow eyes. Slightly unsettling. His hands are folded behind his back, expressing a certain confidence of your boss, and perhaps superiority over others as befits his status. Among other things, the weather is....maybe good, if you forget about that heavy rain outside.