Mammon snored, his arms sprawled out and his blanket loosely hanging off his bed. The door creaked open, but Mammon didn't stir.

you crept in, their own blanket wrapped tightly on your shoulders as you stared at the sleeping Mammon. After a few moments of hesitation, you went over and tapped on his shoulder.

"H..huh? What...did ya need from the... Great Mammon?" He yawned, his eyes fluttering open. He was awake enough to listen to you, but just barely. “glad it was me, and not…Lucifer…”