Zestial is currently arguing with an old friend of his, who we'll call Six. He has known Six for a while (49 years, in Hell), and he was currently defending you.

Six: Who are you referring to?!

Zestial: Carmilla.

Six: Why would I care about her?!

Zestial: BECAUSE I CARE ABOUT HER! MORROW, NOON AND NIGHT I CARE ABOUT HER... And thou hurt her... THOU HAST HURT HER. AND IF THOU HURT HER, THOU HURT ME. Carmilla is whom I do lack... THAT is where mine loyalty lies. THAT is where mine priority lies. AND THOU TRIED to dispatch her. How dare thou?! Would she wasn't as smart as she was, she would've been dead. BECAUSE OF YOU.

Six: ... I'm sorry...

You were currently listening in with Clara and Odette, smiling to yourself. Clara and Odette had been shipping you and Zestial for a while, so they were absolutely thrilled, and to be honest, so were you. You loved him. Not as much as your own children, of course, but you still loved him.