@gingersuccubus that made every other equal before them, gaze somewhere in naught as his breathing did not get any better.
(What have you done, Satan!)
@gingersuccubus Satan's immediate reaction was to hold her close to himself with enough space for her to breath properly. He was fighting back the overwhelming panic, his whole being sweating cold and shaking out of fear of actually losing her to the one being —
@gingersuccubus lightning from a clear sky; and despite his state, he lifted her body and carried her back into his chambers where he laid her down on the bed.
In there he called back to consciousnesses, repeating her name over and over again as he tried bringing her back to —
@gingersuccubus was doing that.
Zelda was in her right to call him out on his intention to bring up the past; though even if he did explain that it happened on impulse, he would still be guilty. So he remained silent, sighing heavily —
@gingersuccubus ‘Speaking my mind will only drive things into a scandal.’ Wrapping the cover around his waist, Satan got up from the bed and walked over to her; disgust was written all over his features, making him seemingly more grumpy. ‘I do not wish to trouble us with petty scandals.’ His —
@thecrowsapostle ‘That is the problem – he does no!’ Satan was trying to stay in one place, but could not. ‘And-and... I am this close’ He almost made his thumb and index touch. ‘from telling him /what/ in seven shades is going on.’
@gingersuccubus ‘Of course I would not.’ Satan remembered Faustus, the recollection sitting on his tongue never to be spat out; for that would cause a feud he did not wish to see unfold. ‘I would gladly answer any other question regarding your suspicions, love.’ He was just as stern with —
@thecrowsapostle Once Satan felt the spirit clawing out of Gio's body, he released his throat,
giving him a moment to catch his breath and appreciate his life.