He lets the silence drop, and doesn't expect her to say anything more--but the sudden hand-clasping catches him entirely by surprise, and his wings might have went a bit out with part of it. Maybe partially because, honestly, most people don't want to touch him. And if they are, they're either horribly injured and out of it, or don't have a choice.
What is he even doing right now? Tsk. Weakness, that's what this is; the kind of thing the enemy would use against him if they saw it. He quickly recollects his composure, though, and smiles.
"... Er... don't worry about it. I mean, after all, where else would I be?" A weak attempt at a joke, which he realizes might be obvious, but there it is.
Ripping some random demons apart, probably. Maybe spying on someone, he doesn't know. Something boring and mundane, maybe. This was, at least, somewhat exciting. ... He's guessing she's probably never actually seen demons in their supposedly natural habitat, huh? The Gray world isn't unlike many other worlds; it had dividing areas for the Above (like himself) and the Below (like the Devil and his company); it was just unfortunate they were going to have to traverse both.
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What is he even doing right now? Tsk. Weakness, that's what this is; the kind of thing the enemy would use against him if they saw it. He quickly recollects his composure, though, and smiles.
"... Er... don't worry about it. I mean, after all, where else would I be?" A weak attempt at a joke, which he realizes might be obvious, but there it is.
Ripping some random demons apart, probably. Maybe spying on someone, he doesn't know. Something boring and mundane, maybe. This was, at least, somewhat exciting. ... He's guessing she's probably never actually seen demons in their supposedly natural habitat, huh? The Gray world isn't unlike many other worlds; it had dividing areas for the Above (like himself) and the Below (like the Devil and his company); it was just unfortunate they were going to have to traverse both.