Derek wanted the Devil to give in to his curiosity, to ask questions, to be more than a vessel for following orders without complaint. He's actually surprised in himself that his heart rate wasn't through the roof right about now, giving away the small amount of fear he did hold behind his act.

"Not per se. I will be reviving a few older exercises but nothing physically was going to change from what your last handler ran with you. The only thing that changes from here on out for as long as you decide... is this." Derek reaches out and places a hand on the Devil's cheek, his touch gentle, testing. He knows full well that the man in front of him could seriously injure or more or less, kill him without breaking a sweat if he saw fit. But even so, he's testing the waters on how the assist would react to the smallest level of affection or touch. If he'd respond positively to it or not.

"There is something I want to test and that starts today. Unfortunately, I can't tell you what that might be in detail just yet but know it won't hurt." There's a soft smile as he grabs Matt's hands and placed them on his own face, it was a huge risk in doing so but if he should even the slightest notion that he trusted him with this. Then maybe he'll respond easier to what he has planned.