The angel settles against Galahad, shifting wings to make it easier to stroke his hair, because it feels good. He's quiet listening to the questions. They worry Beelzebub, or his answers to them do.
Silence hangs for a time before a heavy sigh breaks it. "I don't know. Probably. I've never cared if they did before."
He's trying to think but there's difficulty determining what might be the norm for a human and what might be the influence of his sins or abilities.
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Date: 2020-03-08 07:01 pm (UTC)Silence hangs for a time before a heavy sigh breaks it. "I don't know. Probably. I've never cared if they did before."
He's trying to think but there's difficulty determining what might be the norm for a human and what might be the influence of his sins or abilities.