He blinks at the "this Lucifer" comment. It did make sense though if there was another place with angels there would be other Lucifers.
"Yes, I serve your Lucifer." He affirms. There's hesitation when he's offered a hand up but he takes it after a moment of internal indecision. Standing he feels the need to explain himself.
"We don't knock. We know if we are permitted to enter or not. This is where my King stays and my station gives me leave to be here."
Azazael glances at the couch, senses the exhaustion and then figures that Lucifer probably hasn't had the time, or energy, to explain nuance to this angel.
The nervousness is starting to fade as he lets go of the other angel's arm, having completely forgotten he was still holding it. Azazael also remembered his hat in his hand and puts that back on too. "He's fought a lot of angels. We didn't know if he'd find his way or not."
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Date: 2019-09-29 03:05 am (UTC)"Yes, I serve your Lucifer." He affirms. There's hesitation when he's offered a hand up but he takes it after a moment of internal indecision. Standing he feels the need to explain himself.
"We don't knock. We know if we are permitted to enter or not. This is where my King stays and my station gives me leave to be here."
Azazael glances at the couch, senses the exhaustion and then figures that Lucifer probably hasn't had the time, or energy, to explain nuance to this angel.
The nervousness is starting to fade as he lets go of the other angel's arm, having completely forgotten he was still holding it. Azazael also remembered his hat in his hand and puts that back on too. "He's fought a lot of angels. We didn't know if he'd find his way or not."