“ I almost feel as if she’s... rebelling. Maybe not in such aggressive terms, that isn’t who she is, but.... “ Wilhelm folds his arms on the wall, leaning heavily onto them. “ Why is she still here? She’s never been on Earth for this long. Do you suppose she’s running away? “
“ For what it’s worth, “ there goes Jupiter, skating backwards, with an ecstatic, goopy little child sitting atop his shoulders, “ when I ran away, I decided very quickly that staying in the same place, while convenient, is not such a good idea if you’re sure the people you’re running away from are gonna come lookin’ for ya. “
His voice gradually gets louder the further he gets away from Wilhelm again - luckily, it’s early and the music is still at a tolerable volume.
“ That’s how you get caught. “
“ I suppose. “ Not that that eases his nerves any. It doesn’t provide him any answers. It shouldn’t be such a concern to him. But when Ieiazel’s spent so many years criticizing his decision to stay here, why on Earth would she want to do the same?
“ What am I supposed to do about this? I haven’t been able to bring my friend upstairs in... well over a week, she’s just always here. “
“ -- You haven’t introduced them yet? Dude, isn’t she like, your bestie or somethin’? “
“ I’m not there yet. She already doesn’t like the idea of him. He’s a demon. She doesn’t want to meet him; she’ll lose her mind. “
“ Also, real quick, is this a good time to bring up that you’ve never, like, told me you were an angel? “
