Ah, the younger middle child. Quite frankly, you weren't sure what to make of this predicament. On one hand, Saturn had to be the sweetest of Apollyon's cherubs, on the other he was only four, which was unhelpful at best and dangerous at worst.
Your debating was soon given an unwilling answer as Saturn squeaked seeing your tiny form, moving to stand over you. You gulped bit figured playing friendly would be your safest bet for now.
"Aww h-hi there buddy! Hey, sweetheart, do you think you can take me to Lord Lucifer? I could really, really use his help..." you cooed.
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