deviant alert: awaken with caution

[patisse]

[His awakening is a gradual but swift process, punctuated by a bone-deep grogginess. For some reason, he just feels so tired. It's been a while since he's had to rouse from a slumber this deep.

Belial rubs his face.]

I fell asleep? Heh, there's a first time for everything.

[A cursory glance around the room yields the basic observation that he isn't alone, though he doesn't recognize the face. In fact, he hasn't a single memory leading up to this place. Is this what the skydwellers call a drunken one-night stand?]

Who are you?

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[subordinacy]

[In contrast to Belial's casual manner, Setz eyes him with the wariness of a cornered animal (albeit a deadpan one), because what the hell.]

I could ask you the same thing.

[This is not a good start.]

[patisse]

[There's no such thing as a good start with Belial, who smiles anyway.]

You're right. Where are my manners? I'm Lucifer, an anthropologist. And you are?

[subordinacy]

[You're a what.]

... That doesn't tell me much.

[patisse]

[What? What do you not understand, child. Where are your manners?]

What do you mean?

[subordinacy]

It's not exactly how I'd expect someone to introduce themselves in these circumstances.

[WE'VE JUST BEEN KIDNAPPED (?), MAN.]

[patisse]

[Oh, is that what this is?]

All I did was answer a question you returned to me. Does that mean you don't recognize this room, either?

[subordinacy]

I don't.

[... Never let it be said that Setz isn't straightforward?]

[patisse]

[There are worse qualities. At least this one is moving the conversation along.]

Now that's odd. What could someone want with you and me?

[subordinacy]

... I don't know. This isn't exactly normal for me...

[patisse]

Why don't we find out?

[Walking past, Belial tries the door. It opens without resistance.]

Looks like we're free to go. Are you coming?