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...I asked for him to consider me for future missions. I thought it would be useful to have someone who isn't a complete idiot who can't be trusted involved if there was a next time.

I did not expect...this. [ Gesturing at his mouth ]

...huh. Hell takes applications, I guess. Who knew?

Maybe he just applied, then, same as you.

Perhaps, but I still do not understand what use Azzy has for him.

Could be he doesn't get a whole lot of offers.

Shocking.

You may be right, or there may be more to him... I suppose I'll find out in time.

...you gonna do what he says for real?

Or is this like a double agent thing.

[ Frowns, a little surprised ]

It is obviously a double agent thing. Why else would I stop you from telling me too much about Heaven?

S'what I figured.

Just wondering if, like - I dunno, if he had ways of making you do whatever. Sounds like the kind of thing a dick like him'd be into.

[He is worried, okay, and bad at expressing it.]

...He could.

[ Hunches his shoulders uneasily ]

Brainwashing people is one of his powers. I... I do not believe it is a risk unless I actually do something to cross him. He puts up with Double Moon's inane babbling and uselessness, so as long as he doesn't learn that I'm not truly on his side it should be safe.

...be careful, dude. Okay?

I will be. I have no intention of losing this advantage for us.

I mean. Yeah, that, too.

But take care of you, okay? I don't want nothing happening to you.

[ Kind of. Pauses for a second, processing that ]

Ah...yes. Of course.

...You be careful too. I know we disagree on the angels, but... Just, do not be so eager to believe in a rescue that you overlook anything.

...yeah. I'll keep my eyes and ears wide open. Don't worry about that.

[Offers his fist, for a fistbump.]

[ Fistbump! ]

I am glad to hear it.

Guess you probly need some stuff, huh? So Azzy's happy with his new spy.

As much as you can safely tell me, yes. I'll trust your judgement for it.

There was a whole lot of stained glass. All along the hallway, and then in this other room, too. The walls had carvings about Jesus and stuff. Just - y'know, standard god type things.

It was set up for a bunch of people, but everything was empty.

There was this other room, too, that looked like a hot spring or something. Had a whole bunch of pools of water.

A hot spring room. Was that also empty?

S'where the rest of the guys who ended up in heaven headed first, so they were there already when we got there.

Absinthe and co.

If the Baritones were in that room, I should know anything important about it. One of them may give a report as well.

The water was all holy water, I'm pretty sure. There were these discs above the pools, with a bunch of different settings on em.

Absinthe found a diary in the room, written by one of the angels.

And, uh. One of the angels showed up.

... Did Absinthe keep the diary?

He tried real hard.

The angel took it back, though.

Good.

Did you get the angel's name? I can likely direct him to Absinthe if you'd prefer not to share it...

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