The question, or comment, was simply easy to answer. Balthazar had no intentions of leaving her. "Of course not, sweetheart. I don't plan on leaving." He said with a smile as he relaxed against her just slightly.
He really enjoyed this, the whole gentle cuddling and affection. It may not have been proper for an angel, but he didn't care. It wasn't like his Grace was going to go anywhere, nor anyone was going to come between them again. Balthazar would turn the next angel stupid enough to do that into salt without a second thought. Though, he thought he should probably warn Arriane about that.
"Arriane, if I ever... pull out a small crystal in a time of need. Whatever you do, close your eyes." He stated quietly, not really wanting to go into detail about Lot's Salt.