"It's called Lot's Salt. I'm sure you've heard of it, it's a weapon of Heaven. If someone comes for you again... I feel I won't have a choice but to use it. Even though I'd perfer to keep them hidden so that no one can use them..." Balthazar trailed off quietly for a long moment. He hadn't yet told Arriane that he stole them and hid them from the other angels, and he wasn't sure how she'd respond to it.
"It would turn you into salt, and kill you. Since I do not believe you can hop vessels, you... would be... It wouldn't be good." Balthazar finished, chewing his lip for a moment before sighing.
"You know, it goes both ways. I don't want to lose you, either." Balthazar finished finally, fiddling with Arriane's hand that was within his own.