[ ...? This is a sight he's actually quite used to, even if Belial's never done anything so blatantly reverent here. But that's why he can't help squinting long and hard at the kneeling creature, as if trying to calculate something in his mind.

Then, he glances over the rest of the "party" and deciding that something idiotic is about to happen. So pretty much business as usual. ]

No. [ Despite the denial, he steps over to a stool and places himself on it. He takes a moment to cross his legs and nudges one foot closer to Belial. ] I have no interest in a game of debasing oneself, even as a case study. But I suppose my permission isn't required to continue.

Bare them yourself.