The silence that followed was... heavy.
Yet it was soon interrupted when a certain fish spoke up.
"Are you alright in the head?" Arthur asked, puzzled.
However, Michael merely chuckled, glancing at the woman who seemed to not have processed what he had said.
She was just merely staring into Michael's eyes with a dazed look.
And soon, she spoke.
"You want to marry me...?" she repeated slowly, as if trying to make sure she didn't mishear him.
Michael simply nodded. "Yeah. It's either that, or you let us go free of charge. Not exactly planning to die here. Doubt you'd want more blood on your hands, especially when neither of us are demons, isn't that right?"
Her brows twitched as she ignored his comment. "I've had demons beg for their lives, angels curse me, and even monsters scream my name with their dying breaths... but this is the first time someone's tried to propose in the middle of battle."
