There's a long silence as Balthazar tries to wrap his brain around this. He feels like he's being scolded by a kindergarten teacher, and it's so strange. Every time he talks to another angel in the Nexus, whether Lucifer and Belial or Aziraphale and Crowley, it's just driven home further to him how peculiar his world is. Funny, he'd have thought meeting so many other angels in such a short while would make him feel more normal and less isolated, but it's proving to be more the opposite.
"He's not going to kill me," he says after a moment. "The real concern is who else he might kill if something bad happens to me."
"He's not going to hurt you or Crowley, either. I already asked him not to terrorize you two, and it sounds like he wouldn't have anyway. He's not like the Lucifer in my world."
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Date: 2019-09-08 02:18 am (UTC)"He's not going to kill me," he says after a moment. "The real concern is who else he might kill if something bad happens to me."
"He's not going to hurt you or Crowley, either. I already asked him not to terrorize you two, and it sounds like he wouldn't have anyway. He's not like the Lucifer in my world."