Other angels might at least attempt a veneer of righteousness and judgment here--you do the crime, you do the time?--but Balthazar is a long way past that, and all he can feel is compassion. Maybe that's one of the things that makes him different. He favors mercy over justice, and he favors love over mercy. He adjusts carefully when Lucifer moves, not surprised to feel how strong he is, to be lifted and moved effortlessly. He puts both arms around his shoulders and embraces him.
If he minds that possessive connotation, his butterfly, he's not saying so. Actually, it's alluring, the idea of being wanted with such determination.
He studies the scars somberly, missing none of them, and takes Lucifer's hand to kiss the marks on his wrist. "I'm just...an ordinary Ofan, you know. Nothing special, except for having walked out of Heaven."
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Date: 2019-08-24 03:39 am (UTC)If he minds that possessive connotation, his butterfly, he's not saying so. Actually, it's alluring, the idea of being wanted with such determination.
He studies the scars somberly, missing none of them, and takes Lucifer's hand to kiss the marks on his wrist. "I'm just...an ordinary Ofan, you know. Nothing special, except for having walked out of Heaven."