( It's a very severe thing that he's said, but he didn't plan for it to come out here and now — things bled into one another, with talks of Lucifers... stirring up certain fears within the demon. But the moment's simply blossomed this way, to be right for him to voice that fear, and while he had absolutely no doubts in Ange of all people, hearing her reply still surprises him a little. Simply because it's said in a way that's exactly how he needed to hear it.
A vow that she wouldn't let him hurt someone he didn't want to — but another vow that she won't hurt him, would try to contain him instead. He blinks wider, staring at her as he processes it. As she uses the word "friends".
....Like with her own demons — how she's called them "friends". Paimon's just silent for a few long moments, staring at the young witch. Emotions are still so very strange within him, but something flutters inside, something warm, touched. Maybe being within Peter allows him to feel such things, that way. He swallows, and gently sets down the little stone creature he was holding. After a brief hesitation, he reaches slowly towards Ange with his hands instead, fingertips finding her face. The way Luna's held him before, very gently cupping his cheeks. It's his turn to pet the other gently, affectionate even in his strange, inhuman way.
Because she's someone he wants to protect too, after all. And there's a pride in her; maybe he isn't one of her demons from back home, but he still feels it. )
You are very strong, and very good. ( He praises quietly. It's... fine, a demon's just stroking her face and offering praises. This is normal! )
I am happy. To be your friend. Like your demons... your friends, in your world.
( The concern about his Lucifer showing up is still there, but.. he does feel better about it, now that he's voiced it to Ange, and knows that it's something she knows about. Something he wouldn't have to face on his own. It makes him want to do more in return for her. He already spends a fair bit of time with Ange, but... there's the potential for more, isn't there? And maybe in different ways. Ways that feel more familiar to her? )
Perhaps we can do more things, together. Things that you did with your demons, back in your home. I would like that.
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A vow that she wouldn't let him hurt someone he didn't want to — but another vow that she won't hurt him, would try to contain him instead. He blinks wider, staring at her as he processes it. As she uses the word "friends".
....Like with her own demons — how she's called them "friends". Paimon's just silent for a few long moments, staring at the young witch. Emotions are still so very strange within him, but something flutters inside, something warm, touched. Maybe being within Peter allows him to feel such things, that way. He swallows, and gently sets down the little stone creature he was holding. After a brief hesitation, he reaches slowly towards Ange with his hands instead, fingertips finding her face. The way Luna's held him before, very gently cupping his cheeks. It's his turn to pet the other gently, affectionate even in his strange, inhuman way.
Because she's someone he wants to protect too, after all. And there's a pride in her; maybe he isn't one of her demons from back home, but he still feels it. )
You are very strong, and very good. ( He praises quietly. It's... fine, a demon's just stroking her face and offering praises. This is normal! )
I am happy. To be your friend. Like your demons... your friends, in your world.
( The concern about his Lucifer showing up is still there, but.. he does feel better about it, now that he's voiced it to Ange, and knows that it's something she knows about. Something he wouldn't have to face on his own. It makes him want to do more in return for her. He already spends a fair bit of time with Ange, but... there's the potential for more, isn't there? And maybe in different ways. Ways that feel more familiar to her? )
Perhaps we can do more things, together. Things that you did with your demons, back in your home. I would like that.