The Infernal Serpent

If he were trying to threaten, he'd be rattling those wings, and might even get out his blade (though he's not about to use it on another angel). He can see how the peacocking would be viewed as aggressive, though, and so when he sees the look of alarm on the stranger's face he eases up a little. Just a little, letting the span of feathers shrink slightly as he fold the wings closer to his back.

And then he's being knelt to, which is very much a new on on him, outside a BDSM scene anyway. Another angel would not do this. Bow, sure. Kneel, no.

He's quiet for a moment, calming himself and struggling to think things through. After a breath or two, he stands down, folding up his wings completely and crossing his arms loosely over his chest. "Well...clearly we were raised with different protocol. I'm Balthazar. The title isn't really necessary, but we can discuss all that later. Who are you, again?"