Dozens of cats littered the cambion's quarters. Some on the bed itself, a few atop the TV, on the couch, near his feet. He likes cats.

Smoke vacated the room as Hellboy was known to be an avid cigar user.

He was also known to be a handful to the bureau despite his age. Assigning them to isolated places of the agency when he'd get irritated by them.

His back turned to the entrance of his room as his old liaison would enter an unlikely replacement to the lion's den.

"–You my new babysitter?"