... I won't let you hurt someone you wouldn't want to hurt.

[ That's the thing Ange slowly says after that brief pause, seeming to consider what he's telling her here. She's not really judging Paimon for being unable to disobey his master if he were here - after all, demons aren't like humans, and it's not like Ange's own friends haven't attacked her, just because they happened to serve a different master at that moment. She gets what it's like, and she would never blame any demon for their master's actions.

On the other hand, it's still.. complicated. After all, Ange is way too fond of the demon sitting here with her - and the boy whose body he's occupying, to make it even more complicated - to think too hard about fighting him. She instinctively dislikes it, her stomach tying itself in knots like even her body rejects the idea. ]

But I'd try to contain you. [ That kind of stopping. She knows it won't be easy, but if anyone could - or should - do it, it's her, right? Even though Luna and Paimon are closer, Ange is the one with so much demon-related experience. ] I refuse to hurt you, Paimon.

[ Or worse.

The other implication of 'stop', after all, is 'kill'.

She slowly pulls her hand back to her side. ]

That's not what friends do.

[ And Paimon is most certainly her friend. ]