"Edie, I love you," the pride demon says, approaching the conversation, "but even on top of being a wrath demon you are a terrific malcontent. Most people don't get as angry as often as you do."
"I know, right? I'm also fond of 'see this art I made, it is really good art, I am a good art person.'"
"...I don't usually, you know, inspect peoples' egos very closely, I can tell that it's more a general I-think-I-am-important kind of thing than in response to a specific achievement, but I'm not going to look any closer without consent."
Mehitabel is the Messiah put on this Earth to save literally everything because she is the best person for the job and she is only six but she can already do magic and knows so many things and had good ideas that not even God thought of and -
"You are really good at that. You are really, really good at that. Should I be worried, Pride is listed as a deadly sin for a reason, and you are giving off more pride than a coffeeshop full of bohemians on Poetry Slam Night."
Mehitabel stops priding so actively. "No, I think it's okay. Pride isn't a deadly sin because it's inherently evil or anything."
"...Please do not actively Pride while trying to solve Hell, one of the major pitfalls of Pride is overconfidence and poor double-checking."
"Oh, good. ...Also. If there are any situations you think might be best solved by application of large amounts of demonic power I am beginning to suspect that your best bet for that might be to invite me to hang around you for a while in exchange for a favor or something."