[ Satan turns so that his back faces Mammon, his tail whipping through the air in irritation as he does so. A moment later, he coils around his leg again as Satan folds his arms. ]
I should rephrase.
[ Satan may be calmer, but his anger is definitely crackling through the air. At the very least, it seems to be contained to this room. ]
They're not anywhere you or I can reach. Someone, or something, plucked them out of the timeline and put them somewhere else. I have... an idea as to where, but unless Barbatos ends up in this place, it's out of our hands.
[ Which, as Mammon probably can figure out, is the most infuriating part of this whole thing for Satan: that no matter what he does, he can't fix things, nor does he know anyone that could really help. ]
I wasn't trying to keep it from you. I assumed you already knew, but I... didn't realize that you were pulled here from an earlier point in time. Sorry.
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I should rephrase.
[ Satan may be calmer, but his anger is definitely crackling through the air. At the very least, it seems to be contained to this room. ]
They're not anywhere you or I can reach. Someone, or something, plucked them out of the timeline and put them somewhere else. I have... an idea as to where, but unless Barbatos ends up in this place, it's out of our hands.
[ Which, as Mammon probably can figure out, is the most infuriating part of this whole thing for Satan: that no matter what he does, he can't fix things, nor does he know anyone that could really help. ]
I wasn't trying to keep it from you. I assumed you already knew, but I... didn't realize that you were pulled here from an earlier point in time. Sorry.