They're always fighting. [Beelzebub admits. They did too, on and off. Things would calm then suddenly explode, wind down and right back to each other's throats. The angels expected it often enough even if the actual event took them by surprise.

He does his best to not crush the human or pin him uncomfortably, but the kitchen is small, and the sink even smaller. Still they manage to work it out. He ends up bracing himself opposite Galahand with his wing to the wall, allowing him to lean away and relent a little more space.

The comment about the water gets a full laugh as he maneuvers his head down under the faucet.] Everything in Chaos is on fire! There isn't too hot unless I'm in a volcano. That might not be as hot as Chaos?