"Hey, Iestyn," Henry reached out for his husband, but it wasn't like he could take Iestyn's hand. Not like this. "I got myself out," Henry corrected, though he still wasn't sure if he would have been killed without Gabriel's perfect arrival timing. It was fifty fifty, really, whether his threats would have been enough. Beelzebub had looked worried. Worried and pissed off.
"I was frozen in fear and I- I would have let him break every single bone in my body before I would have called you there," Henry promised his husband, his voice firm despite the fact that he was still a little teary. "But he kept snapping my fingers one by one, telling me to call you every time. And he took my wedding ring, and he told me he was going to make me watch while he hurt Iestyn and I just got so fucking mad. And that...unfroze me. And I kneed him in the balls and told him Dad was going to turn his dick into a candy cane. I never, never would have let him hurt you."