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Or an uproar. You really think “Wrath, prince of Hell” is going to go down well? It could just endanger him, or at least get in the way of his ability to work effectively. [brushes her hair back off her shoulder. She’s not going to say out loud how ineffective she finds his leadership, because that’s a sure-fire way to get fucking dead. It’s definitely a good thing he got sacked from heaven] 

[she watches him extinguish the cigarette, and then looks back at him with narrowed her eyes] Don’t say that with such an accusing tone. [is he looking to fight? because she’s so ready to… run the fuck way] He defended me because he owed me, that’s it. [that’s how she sees it, anyway. He could have confronted his father at any point, but she saved him once, so he was returning the favor. She drops her leg from the bench and tries to step back at the same time, but stands on her own foot instead and kinda just stumbles ungracefully backward] 

An uproar? Our subjects know better. An uproar would only result in everyone being punished more harshly than they may be already. And Wrath has never had a problem figuring out ways to keep efficiency in his work. Even when he was dating that friend of yours, he still managed to get work done. [It... kind of makes him wonder how different things would be if they’d let their relationship slide. He shrugs off the thought]

Your face would be improved by a high-speed impact with a brick wall.