[ To the way Belial pats his head, Sandalphon glowers, but otherwise doesn't react. It's hard not to notice the demeaning connotations of the gesture, clearly intended, and he really doesn't appreciate it, but knows it's pointless to say anything in response. It would only serve to provide Belial with more ammunition, which is the last thing he needs. He doesn't even pay that much attention to Belial's response— the topic was more something he could properly snipe back at him with than anything he really cared to argue about.
Still, Belial so simply turning around and leading him out back where they came from makes his expression of neutrality melt into some form of mild surprise— he blinks, not entirely sure why it takes him aback, himself, but it takes him a second to catch up before he finally does move, following Belial outside. ]
Where...?
[ Well, he has his suspicions as to where Belial's leading him. But it's worth to ask just to spare himself any unwelcome surprises. ]
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Still, Belial so simply turning around and leading him out back where they came from makes his expression of neutrality melt into some form of mild surprise— he blinks, not entirely sure why it takes him aback, himself, but it takes him a second to catch up before he finally does move, following Belial outside. ]
Where...?
[ Well, he has his suspicions as to where Belial's leading him. But it's worth to ask just to spare himself any unwelcome surprises. ]