[ The smile that crooks up the side of Hellboy's mouth is genuine, albeit tired. For a second there Anduin had reminded him of some of the guys he'd worked with, all excited at the chance to work something out.

He waves his stone hand dismissively. ]

Hey, don't apologise. It's weird stuff. The buttons used to belong to a guy who fought off the devil, they had been blessed with some holy power. Pretty sad I lost them, to be honest.

[ He pauses and frowns, starting to rise to his feet. ] Crap, I should have offered you a drink. You want one?