[ Oh, he does. Almost a shame, really, but he'll keep that thought to himself. It's the reasonable thing to do, to go about it the way she does. ]

...that's kind of heroic. [ "Lucifer died for our sins", indeed. He quickly adds, ] And I'm not taking a piss at you, I really can't guarantee I wouldn't try saving my own ass first in that kind of situation.

[ At least he's honest? And also completely unphased by that "peel the skin from her bones" sentiment. He's even giving it an approving nod. ]

I don't blame you. [ As an attempt to lighten it; ] Think she ever sleeps?